The upstairs looks like this so we've been huddled downstairs while the floor guys do their magic.
It was noisy during the sanding but for the most part it hasn't been too bad. I've got a lot of knitting done.
It was so cold on Thursday we had to heat the downstairs using the wood stove since we turned the heat pump off to keep the dust out of the vents.
We were really roughing it. We made tea on the washing machine. It reminded me of when we were trapped in the downstairs for a week during the big Valentine's Day ice storm back in 1994.
Papa John's brought us pizza. It was.....okay. We can't get good pizza down here so we have to settle. At least I didn't have to cook it over the wood stove.
Ta dah.....first coat. He's coming back for the second coat today. That beat up old floor will never be perfect but at least it has a shine on it. I haven't seen that in almost 30 years. We did a lot of living on that old floor. If only it could talk.....
Speaking of lots of living, today is the second anniversary of Dad's passing. He would have loved this project. He would have been over here everyday with Mom in tow cheering us on and offering advice like they did thirty years ago when we took on the remodeling of the kitchen for the first time. The Mister and I had a quick snort in his memory this morning before the floor guys arrived. He sure loved his Canadian Mist. His last words to me were "glass of whiskey". He wasn't much of a drinker but when he did he made it count.