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I Could....

I could write about how excited I was that the plumbing was hooked up and I was finally going to have a toilet. I could write about how dissapointed I was when the water valve turned out to be buried six feet under frozen ground.

I could write about how upset I was when they dug out the valve and turned it on and water began to gush out. I could write about how we had to abandon the original water line and reroute a new one.

I could write about how they cut the fiber optic line to the internet and phone while trying to fix the Hub's water tank.

But I won't write about any of those things. They are simply to depressing.

I will show you this.

I finished staining all the old house floors last night!

I could tell you how I drove all around town today trying to find 'lambs wool' or a 'synthetic pad applicator' that the directions on the polyurethane label call for. I could tell you how none of the four, FOUR, hardware stores in town sell either of those supplies.

I could tell you how I gave up and finally just started snot crying.

But I won't because that is just lame.

I will tell you that the stain looks amazing and tomorrow morning I will get up very, very, early to apply the first coat of poly to the floors using a large bristle brush.

I hope to tell you wonderful things tomorrow, but after today I am not going to promise anything!

Have you ever applied polyurethane to wood floors yourself? Any advice?

Have a wonderful weekend!

 

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