The Box House Peel, Stick, Repeat Vinyl Floor Tile Adventures

The Box House Peel, Stick, Repeat Vinyl Floor Tile Adventures

21 February, 2008

Peel, Stick, Repeat: Vinyl Floor Tile Adventures

Posted by Joanne at 11:25 PM

Crap. Crap .

The tile we picked up from Lowe’s to re-do the sewing room floor at my mom’s other house. the tile that we thought matched exactly the tile she already had in the rest of her downstairs rooms, doesn’t match at all. Not at all.

Under the florescent glow of overhead lights at Lowe’s, they looked the same. A perfect match. Even the Lowe’s guy said so.

Mom already had three full boxes of Italia Stone tile left over from tiling her kitchen, hall, and downstairs bathroom, and we figured we would need only four more boxes of tile to complete the sewing room. Only the manufacturer, Cryntel, had fazed out the Italia Stone, replacing it instead with their new line of EuroStone tile. But the patterns looked the same. We would all swear to it. I just assumed Cryntel was remarketing their old product in pretty blue packaging with an obviously hipper name.

But back at my mom’s house, under her lights, the tile didn’t match at all. The new stuff is more bluish-greenish. Hmmm. Although it didn’t match the old tile, it did nicely compliment the unplanned for mint-green wall.

Weird.

But now what?

The top half of the photo shows the Cryntel Italia Stone tile in the hallway. Below the wood-like transition piece I still need to install because the floors are not level, I have the old and new tile laid out together. Can you tell the difference between the two?

Our choices were this: We could go back to Lowe’s and pick up enough of the new EuroStone to complete the room, or we could return the new tile and search online and see if anyone was clearancing the Italia Stone. But after checking the Lowe’s web site and elsewhere, it was clear we weren’t getting any more Italia Stone tile without driving to 42 different places. Lowe’s didn’t even carry the product number anymore. The new EuroStone, no problem. Every Lowe’s in the Chicagoland area was fully stocked with the new product.

«We could blend the old tile with the new,» I suggested, still hoping to save a few bucks by using what we already had. «You know, scatter them in so it makes a patchwork.» My mom the quilter just gave me The Look, indicating what a stupid idea that was. Ted shot it down pretty quick, too.

Stubbornly, to prove it did not look stupid, I arranged several of the old and new tiles out on the floor.

Crap. Crap .

The new tile has a beveled edge. Well why didn’t they say that on the package—?

Oh.

«Fine, new tile it is.»

When I started to lay out the EuroStone vinyl tile, I was soooo careful, paranoid that just one set slightly off would ruin the whole floor. But by the second box, I was ripping off the backing paper, tossing it over my shoulder, and nearly flinging the tiles in place. The job is not as scary as it looks.

What is scary is this:

Does this really happen often enough, people sliding across the floor and injuring themselves, risking life and limb to tile a floor, that they actually need to put a danger label on the paper, telling you to throw it away?

At any rate, I got the job done without too much stress. Most instructions online advocated using an exacto blade to cut the tiles; those are all packed, so I used a cheap-o pair of scissors to cut them to size for the closet and along the edges. While the scissors didn’t exactly cut through like butter, it was not a problem and I got the floor laid out in an afternoon. Or what would have been an afternoon if I didn’t spread it out across three days. I can now happily check «lay vinyl floor tile» off my Bucket List.

Here is the final result, with our carefully staged furniture.

Why only two chairs? To make the room look larger, of course! Actually, I have no idea what happened to the fourth one; the third one broke when I sat down on it. Seriously. I’m no wee skinny thing, but all I did was sit on the damn thing. Definitely time to get to the gym.

Look how nicely the unplanned for mint-green paint matches the window blinds. The bowl on the table is one my grandmother brought back with her from Finland when she took her mother to visit with family in Helsinki. Great Grandma Marta (Aiti to those who loved her) emigrated to the United States, alone, when she was only seventeen.

The room looks fabulous now, doesn’t it? Surely, someone will make an offer on my mom’s house now. Everyone think positive thoughts!

21 February, 2008

Peel, Stick, Repeat: Vinyl Floor Tile Adventures

Posted by Joanne at 11:25 PM

Crap. Crap .

The tile we picked up from Lowe’s to re-do the sewing room floor at my mom’s other house. the tile that we thought matched exactly the tile she already had in the rest of her downstairs rooms, doesn’t match at all. Not at all.

Under the florescent glow of overhead lights at Lowe’s, they looked the same. A perfect match. Even the Lowe’s guy said so.

Mom already had three full boxes of Italia Stone tile left over from tiling her kitchen, hall, and downstairs bathroom, and we figured we would need only four more boxes of tile to complete the sewing room. Only the manufacturer, Cryntel, had fazed out the Italia Stone, replacing it instead with their new line of EuroStone tile. But the patterns looked the same. We would all swear to it. I just assumed Cryntel was remarketing their old product in pretty blue packaging with an obviously hipper name.

But back at my mom’s house, under her lights, the tile didn’t match at all. The new stuff is more bluish-greenish. Hmmm. Although it didn’t match the old tile, it did nicely compliment the unplanned for mint-green wall.

Weird.

But now what?

The top half of the photo shows the Cryntel Italia Stone tile in the hallway. Below the wood-like transition piece I still need to install because the floors are not level, I have the old and new tile laid out together. Can you tell the difference between the two?

Our choices were this: We could go back to Lowe’s and pick up enough of the new EuroStone to complete the room, or we could return the new tile and search online and see if anyone was clearancing the Italia Stone. But after checking the Lowe’s web site and elsewhere, it was clear we weren’t getting any more Italia Stone tile without driving to 42 different places. Lowe’s didn’t even carry the product number anymore. The new EuroStone, no problem. Every Lowe’s in the Chicagoland area was fully stocked with the new product.

«We could blend the old tile with the new,» I suggested, still hoping to save a few bucks by using what we already had. «You know, scatter them in so it makes a patchwork.» My mom the quilter just gave me The Look, indicating what a stupid idea that was. Ted shot it down pretty quick, too.

Stubbornly, to prove it did not look stupid, I arranged several of the old and new tiles out on the floor.

Crap. Crap .

The new tile has a beveled edge. Well why didn’t they say that on the package—?

Oh.

«Fine, new tile it is.»

When I started to lay out the EuroStone vinyl tile, I was soooo careful, paranoid that just one set slightly off would ruin the whole floor. But by the second box, I was ripping off the backing paper, tossing it over my shoulder, and nearly flinging the tiles in place. The job is not as scary as it looks.

What is scary is this:

Does this really happen often enough, people sliding across the floor and injuring themselves, risking life and limb to tile a floor, that they actually need to put a danger label on the paper, telling you to throw it away?

At any rate, I got the job done without too much stress. Most instructions online advocated using an exacto blade to cut the tiles; those are all packed, so I used a cheap-o pair of scissors to cut them to size for the closet and along the edges. While the scissors didn’t exactly cut through like butter, it was not a problem and I got the floor laid out in an afternoon. Or what would have been an afternoon if I didn’t spread it out across three days. I can now happily check «lay vinyl floor tile» off my Bucket List.

Here is the final result, with our carefully staged furniture.

Why only two chairs? To make the room look larger, of course! Actually, I have no idea what happened to the fourth one; the third one broke when I sat down on it. Seriously. I’m no wee skinny thing, but all I did was sit on the damn thing. Definitely time to get to the gym.

Look how nicely the unplanned for mint-green paint matches the window blinds. The bowl on the table is one my grandmother brought back with her from Finland when she took her mother to visit with family in Helsinki. Great Grandma Marta (Aiti to those who loved her) emigrated to the United States, alone, when she was only seventeen.

The room looks fabulous now, doesn’t it? Surely, someone will make an offer on my mom’s house now. Everyone think positive thoughts!


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