American here. My childhood home was completely covered in thick carpet, except the entryway and the kitchen, which was laminate tile. Yes, even the bathroom was carpeted. My bedroom literally had shag carpet.
My family always wore shoes indoors. And then wondered why the carpet was discolored, worn, and tearing in places.
I spent 20 years traveling the world after becoming an adult and learned about many other cultures who took off shoes before entering homes. Now I feel weird wearing shoes even in the entryway.
By the way, I’m retired now and living back in my childhood home, which I inherited when my father passed away. The whole place has been re-carpeted, the bathroom and dining room floors have been swapped out for laminate/wood paneling, and when I get around to remodeling the living rooms, I’ll probably switch them to wood floors as well.
I always dreamed of getting my childhood home back but it’s just not in the cards. It was a beautiful acreage - the house sucked, but the property was what made it great. We had about 15 40 ft spruce trees in our yard, a dogwood hedge that would grow from 5 ft to 8 ft if you turned your back on it for more than 3 days (lol), tons of Aspen for a young Shovel to stomp around in, and a slough in the back for said Shovel to catch woodfrogs.
We sold to move into town a few years after my parents split.
Some dickhead moved in, built a big barn thing on one side of the property and cut the bottom branches of a lot of the spruce trees which ruined a lot of the privacy the place had.
I always wanted to move back, rip the house down and build my own house on it. Instead, I moved my young family to a small town about 15 minutes from where I grew up. I still get the country feel and the connection with the landscape I longed for, even though it’s not exactly the same, and we have a new-build house.
American here. My childhood home was completely covered in thick carpet, except the entryway and the kitchen, which was laminate tile. Yes, even the bathroom was carpeted. My bedroom literally had shag carpet.
My family always wore shoes indoors. And then wondered why the carpet was discolored, worn, and tearing in places.
I spent 20 years traveling the world after becoming an adult and learned about many other cultures who took off shoes before entering homes. Now I feel weird wearing shoes even in the entryway.
By the way, I’m retired now and living back in my childhood home, which I inherited when my father passed away. The whole place has been re-carpeted, the bathroom and dining room floors have been swapped out for laminate/wood paneling, and when I get around to remodeling the living rooms, I’ll probably switch them to wood floors as well.
I love that you got your childhood home back.
I always dreamed of getting my childhood home back but it’s just not in the cards. It was a beautiful acreage - the house sucked, but the property was what made it great. We had about 15 40 ft spruce trees in our yard, a dogwood hedge that would grow from 5 ft to 8 ft if you turned your back on it for more than 3 days (lol), tons of Aspen for a young Shovel to stomp around in, and a slough in the back for said Shovel to catch woodfrogs.
We sold to move into town a few years after my parents split.
Some dickhead moved in, built a big barn thing on one side of the property and cut the bottom branches of a lot of the spruce trees which ruined a lot of the privacy the place had.
I always wanted to move back, rip the house down and build my own house on it. Instead, I moved my young family to a small town about 15 minutes from where I grew up. I still get the country feel and the connection with the landscape I longed for, even though it’s not exactly the same, and we have a new-build house.
I guess I did ok.