On the Threshold
After we finished sanding, we thought we'd reached the bottom. Then discovered the sander hadn't taken off the last layer of old blackened glue permanently fused to the floorboards. And so we (and I should say, Jason) dragged out the scrapers, once again, and tackled the final frontier. But we were ecstatic with the result. A layer of dark walnut stain, two coats of polyurethane (and corresponding light-headedness) and three days later, the floor was gleaming! White ceilings, clean green walls, and a fresh coat on the floor. Yes, I might just have to live here.