My new washer and dryer have been delivered. The delivery guys seemed intrigued by the damask paper on the old machines. ;)
I have been catching up on laundry while pulling up the old flooring.
All this activity has traumatized my fearful little dog Nook. She is scared of the new sounds coming from the laundry closet, and she is scared of the new floor. I carried her outside to go potty, and she wouldn't come back in the house. I had to carry her inside. I set her down on a rug, and she wouldn't leave the safety of her "island."
Nook does not handle change well. New = terrifying.
And lest anyone worry... no, I didn't leave her stranded there. After I took the picture, I carried her into the bedroom, where everything is reassuringly unchanged. She is once again ensconced in her nook, where she feels safe.