Two weekends ago (in the time of MafiaBro), it took no less than 7 (yes 7) people to convince me to pay someone else to refinish the floors. We got a fantastic price (which was due, in no small part, to my Halloween crowbar frenzy) from an experienced guy, and I'm thrilled with the preliminary findings.
You want photos? I'll give you photos ...
Living & Dining Rooms (before)
Living & Dining Rooms (after)
What every ceiling looked like
Front bedroom (with repaired ceiling)
Front Bedroom (before)
-why yes, that is a stack of linoleum, subfloor, and linoleum you see there, and yes, I did nearly break my back ripping it out.
Front bedroom (with nearly finished floors)
Middle bedroom (before)
Middle bedroom (with nearly finished floors)
As we near the move-in date, there are precious few evenings during which to work on the house. I need to finish the ceilings, so I'll be swinging from the ladder again as soon as that poly dries.
* Despite a rapid influx of champagne, I didn't embarass myself at the fancy restaurant on Friday. The food: un-freakin-believable. The company: stellar.
** Go wish Cate a Happy Birthday. She's 37 today.