It’s been nearly a week of disorder and inconvenience, but we finally have our house back. Well, mostly back.
For the first 24 hours all we did was marvel at the new floor. It was too pretty to cover up. I’m not sure the pictures will do it justice because the texture and color is subtle.
We wanted a smooth finish even though that hand-scraped look is all the rage. We resisted because the hand-scraped floors we’d seen were deeply grooved with that worn, rustic look. Even the floor company owner tried to talk us into hand-scraped floors, saying that dog nails and rough pads won’t show up as quickly.
When the actual refinishers showed up, David, the crew foreman, took the time to create three large squares on my floor then sanded, hand scraped, and showed me three different stains so I could see how it would look in real life and not on a color swatch. I told him we didn’t like that deep grooved scraping, so he only lightly scraped it, giving it a subtle texture.
With the different color samples too, I changed my mind from mahogany (which has always been my favorite stain color) to a honeyed chestnut color. I thought the mahogany had too much purple in it.
I was trying to look into the future to see how the stain would wear five, ten years down the road. That purple undertone could come back to haunt me. I wanted a color that would mellow with age.
The refinishers were amazing. They worked all day, 8-10 hours a day with only a short break for lunch. We’d fix them coffee and sweet rolls in the morning and then left them to their work.
It was noisy! Between the sanding machine and the loud music, I don’t see how they weren’t all deaf. The polyurethane smell was as awful as predicted. But we were lucky. They timed it so that they’d varnish early in the morning. By bedtime, the odor was acceptable, especially since we could block off our bedroom and keep the window open. We didn’t have to go to a hotel!
Of course, now that we have a new floor, the old sofas look ratty by comparison. We’re keeping one because we’re lacking one in the formal living room, but my comfy cloth sofa has to go. It’s starting to show its age.
We’d been window shopping for a new sofa, but I’m kind of disappointed in what’s available. I want leather again, something with narrow arm rests. I’m tired of the overstuffed look. Greg wants it to recline. That kind of takes away from the leaner silhouette I wanted, but I’m willing to let him have his recliner in lieu of style.
We found one we both seemed to like, but I wish it came in better color options. It’s exceptionally comfortable. Of all the sofas we tried, this one had the best feel. It has a power reclining feature too. Although it’s more ‘stuffed’ than I’d like, at least it has narrow arm rests.
Rugs are another thing we’ll have to buy. We have terrible luck with rugs, mostly because we have terrible dogs who like to scratch, lick, and paw at every rug in the house.
We learned our lesson long ago and will no longer pay a hefty price for nice rugs. But one thing at a time. For now I’m happy with my new floor. I’m only sorry we didn’t do it right the first time instead of going with that company that only ‘refreshes’ a floor. That was a waste of money.
Who gets to decide what kind of furniture goes in your house? Do you ever find you want to update the other things in your house once you’ve remodeled?