Someday, I’ll want to do this to my face

Ned, floor guy extraordinaire, has been hard at work in our house. Previously, our floors not only showed their 95 years of age, they also featured a lovely coating of carpet glue, which was covered by a layer of overspray from a paint sprayer. In other words, they were in pretty rough shape.

When I arrived home Monday night, Joey and I found our beat-up fir floors were well on their way to becoming beauty queens.

Here’s how the floors look after being sanded. If you need a reminder of how they looked before, click here.

Here’s the closet. And some fancy sanding equipment.

The hallway…

…and the nursery.

Now that Ned has turned over the rest of the job to his co-workers, who will apply an oil-based varnished and polyurethane top coat (which have evicted me from our house. I’m paranoid that breathing in the fumes will make the baby in my womb grow a second head. And I don’t want to deal with two heads exiting my body.), he will focus on patching the floors in our recently demolished kitchen.

There used to be walls in those spots and when we removed them, we were left with segments of subfloor that didn’t have pretty maple floor boards over them. So, Ned’s company found some reclaimed maple flooring that matches ours and they’ll weave those in so the floor looks uniform when it’s refinished…in two years when we can afford to have them back at our house. Because giving a house a facelift is rather expensive. I could take the money we’ve spent on the house and probably pay for several actual facelifts…a fact that I’m sure will haunt me when I’m 70-years old.

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