It's a cat scratcher (says the guy who used to live there).
Up until some point in 2000, the living room had dingy brown carpet and the trim was black and gray (!!!). Ken and I decided enough was enough and painted it as you see now with the help of friend. We had recently added a new housemate, as well, and she was really into putting her mark on the house (and taking over, as only a woman can). She discovered that the carpet was hiding a wood floor, so she ripped it out one day. Then she discovered that it needed refinishing. Luckily, her uncle was a handy landlord with a stockpile of tools. He came over with his floor sander and took the layer or grime off the floor for us. Then she and I finished up the corners and edges, cleaned off all the sawdust, and put down three coats stain/poly. It was well worth it.
Ah, the memories. I miss wood floors.
