Yes, it's as late as the date stamp says.
But I simply had to announce that after a long Monday of sanding, steaming out dents, more sanding, more steaming out dents, a whole lot of vacuuming and dusting, a wipe-down with denatured alcohol, and, oh yes, a little more steaming out of dents followed by more sanding and vacuuming, I finally got things in order with my 2nd floor hall and the main stairs to get some mahogany-tinted shellac onto the hall floor.
Ta-daaaaahhhhh!!
Only "some," because I began by applying a repair coat to the stairs to the 3rd floor, and I didn't start that till after 1:00 AM. I then proceeded to lay a first coat onto half the hall. Only half, because my upstairs hall is L-shaped and I can't levitate and I don't want lap marks at the midpoints of the longest boards. Besides, it was past 3:30 by the time I finished the first leg of the L, and if I get called in to teach in the morning that's rapidly approaching, I'm going to be a big slice of burnt toast as it is.
But after all this time, I thought it was only right for me to mark the occasion. Pictures and commentary to follow.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Thursday, December 8, 2011
Heading in the Right Direction
12:45 AM
Here I am in the front room, contesting possession of the sofa bed with a very determined dog.
Yes, I've finally, finally made the long-awaited move downstairs to keep me and the animals off the staircases and 2nd hall floor until they're refinished and cured. No, I haven't finally, finally got any new shellac on the staircases and/or the 2nd floor hall floor.
I have vacuumed the whole lot, and used a dental pick to clean the cat hair out of the joints between the treads and risers of the set to the 3rd storey. Those were wiped down with a damp washcloth and dried off, then I went over them lightly with 220-grit sandpaper. Then wiped them off with a tack rag, then with the damp washcloth again.
The cardboard and brown paper is off the hallway floor, and I see I have a darker strip at the bedroom door where the bare boards weren't covered all these months, as well as residue on the floor from the painter's tape I stuck the paper down with. I gave those places a bit of a sanding, and it seems to be evening out.
The joints to the steps down to the 1st floor I haven't defuzzed yet. It was rising midnight and I felt it was a good point to leave it. Still had to pull out and make the bed. And go down and get ready for bed in the basement bathroom for a change. And try to convince the dog to let me into the bed at all.
The fun thing will be sleeping with all the electric candles around this room. And the glare from the neighbors' Christmas lights outside.
Not to mention the cats making noise trying to find a way around the barriers I've erected in all the stairhall openings. Never mind. I'll deal with that in the morning.
Here I am in the front room, contesting possession of the sofa bed with a very determined dog.
Yes, I've finally, finally made the long-awaited move downstairs to keep me and the animals off the staircases and 2nd hall floor until they're refinished and cured. No, I haven't finally, finally got any new shellac on the staircases and/or the 2nd floor hall floor.
I have vacuumed the whole lot, and used a dental pick to clean the cat hair out of the joints between the treads and risers of the set to the 3rd storey. Those were wiped down with a damp washcloth and dried off, then I went over them lightly with 220-grit sandpaper. Then wiped them off with a tack rag, then with the damp washcloth again.
The cardboard and brown paper is off the hallway floor, and I see I have a darker strip at the bedroom door where the bare boards weren't covered all these months, as well as residue on the floor from the painter's tape I stuck the paper down with. I gave those places a bit of a sanding, and it seems to be evening out.
The joints to the steps down to the 1st floor I haven't defuzzed yet. It was rising midnight and I felt it was a good point to leave it. Still had to pull out and make the bed. And go down and get ready for bed in the basement bathroom for a change. And try to convince the dog to let me into the bed at all.
The fun thing will be sleeping with all the electric candles around this room. And the glare from the neighbors' Christmas lights outside.
Not to mention the cats making noise trying to find a way around the barriers I've erected in all the stairhall openings. Never mind. I'll deal with that in the morning.
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