House projects! Love-hate relationship, am I right?
This is what I wrote last Monday.
Apparently I won’t have my house back for another week.
Today: carpet out and hardwood installed.
Skip a day for the floor to do its thing.
Wednesday: floor will be sanded, and 1 coat of clear finish on.
Thursday: clear finish, coat 2.
Friday: clear finish, coat 3.
Weekend: finish gets to do whatever it does for 2 days before moving furniture back.
Monday: furniture in place, hopefully.
This is what the floor looked like on Monday, Freshly sanded.
What’s the expression, we plan, and god laughs? Well, this one was a real knee-slapper!
Apparently I won’t have my house back for yet another week.
Wednesday: floor was sanded, and 1 coat of clear finish left the floor looking like we stained it orange.
Thursday: sand the whole thing again
Friday: clear finish, coat 2.
Monday: light sanding, then clear finish, final coat. (#3)
Friday 5/16: furniture in place, maybe. If not Friday, then Monday.
Let’s talk orange, which by the way is my least favorite color (except as an accent).
Family emergency for the installers on Wednesday when the floor would be sanded and the first clear coat on. Newborn, just a couple of weeks old, very unusual problem, in the hospital. (Baby is fine now, and home!)
So the guy who was to do coat 1 is the father of the newborn, so someone else did it. Much younger, apparently with less experience, and that’s how we ended up orange. I’ll tell the “orange” story mid-week when I start to get antsy as I wait to be able to move furniture back in.
Here’s what it looks like now.
Original post from Monday, just in case anyone is interested.
Day 1: Carpet Out, Hardwood Installed, Not Sanded Yet (Open Thread)
Open thread!






It’s kind of hard to make out in the photo, but there are claw marks on either side of a smooth track made by the creature’s belly dragging through the mud, which I figured were made by either an alligator or a very large turtle.
The creature came right up to the stern, and a closer look at the handprint-like tracks there tell me it was an alligator, not a turtle. So, it’s entirely possible a gator tried to make off with our outboard!



