For 15 years, grandma, who is 80 years old, refused to fix up her old house because she said she doesn’t have much time left. But her grandkids surprised her. She couldn’t say a word when she walked into the house. She was only crying because she was happy…
As long as I can remember, she’s always been that way with us. She kept saying she didn’t have much time left. What ever you offer her right away, she won’t need it because she’s leaving soon. Sadness filled my heart when my grandfather died. He was only 50 years old.
Grandma, who doesn’t think she will live long, is trying to enjoy life to the fullest, though. She’s always going on adventures with her friends, she doesn’t mind getting new hats, and she likes working on things around the dacha.
Anything so that people will remember how pretty and nice she was.
That’s why she lived to see the occasion, even though she was sad. She has been ignoring our requests to fix it for 15 years. At first, she was adamant that things would stay the same when she was grandfather. After that, she agreed that her grandpa would have made her fix the things, so it was time. However, she said:
– Why pay for my fixes if you have to do everything all over again? What ever you want, I’ll live as long as I have left.
We gradually convinced her to build at least a kitchen in a way that made it safe, bright, and cozy. In secret, they cleaned up the bathroom while my grandmother was at a retreat.
After that, they picked up all the trash in the flat. In the background, they quietly checked the wires and moved some switches around to make things easier.
Now they used new rules and fines to get her to change the radiators in the flat. They also begged her to agree to beautiful suspended ceilings and at least give up the new linoleum. For grandma to accept the new furniture, all we asked was that she change the wallpaper that she had put up with her grandpa in the past. They’ve finally worn off and peeled off enough.
We took off this old beauty, plastered, and painted the walls.
That’s when they picked up the trash from the flat. They quietly checked the wires and moved some switches around to make things easier.
The shadows were filled in with putty, first the base putty and then the finishing putty. The base putty was then used. We finally changed Grandma’s radiators, which is a shame that we couldn’t work out a deal with the neighbors on the riser.
Once the walls were fully dry, we sanded them, painted the ceiling, and added ceiling plinths to make it look nice.
We picked vinyl wallpaper with a non-woven back because we knew it would last. One patterned wall and no patterns on the others seemed like a modern and fresh idea.
Then there was a miracle. Even though Grandma is hanging on to the old cabinets to remember Grandpa (and won’t even move them because the floor was already cut for them), she agreed to get a new sofa! And she’s glad she did because her sweetheart is now happy, and we’re all calmer for her.
