Got Wood?

The floors in the living and dining room are oak, much of them in tact and in need of a little refinishing. Then there's the matter of the plywood. 

That discolored stuff in the lower right section is plywood. This was something I knew about before I bought the house. Clearly the people that owned this house previously didn't care about it at all. With all the pest problems I should have expected that they wouldn't feel it necessary to fix what had been ripped out. 

The bedroom is another story. Covered in scary looking linoleum tiles over particleboard that extends all the way down the hallway towards the bathroom. Why anyone would cover wood floors with a 70's nightmare I couldn't say. 

I mean, really? Who on earth would do that? So I've been slowly ripping the screws out after I ripped the tiles off (also a slow process) the sticky mess of a floor. Underneath it all I discovered this...

Got wood? Yes! I have wood! It was only after ripping up two additional sections that I found more plywood patching the areas of the floor they'd ripped out. 

Once again, house, my joy has turned to frustration. At least now I'll learn a lot about wood. And for all who thought this entry would concern anything else, get outta here!