What Wood You Do?

As you saw in the demo post, we removed all of the tile flooring in the entire house, except two bedrooms that had very cheap laminate, which we left temporarily.  Having mostly cement floors has been rough on the feet and paws, but great for construction, painting, adopting The Dog, etc., because we don’t have to be even the slightest bit careful about damaging the floor.  I will be the first to admit that I am one of the clumsiest people in the Tampa Bay area, if not the entire state.  A few examples:  in a high school softball game I stepped on my own hand running bases and blew the game, I broke my collar bone riding a bicycle as a kid, broke my foot riding a bicycle as an adult, tripped and fell flat on my face 3 times in one evening (sober – I swear!), I shot myself in the thighmeat with a staple gun, and very recently hit my hand, head, and butt simultaneously while in a bathroom stall.  I now understand why The Boy comes running (ok, sprinting) into the garage any time I am out there alone and he hears a power tool start up.  I cannot be trusted.

Our idiot-proof floors cannot stick around forever, unfortunately.  I nonchalantly shopped for at least 8 months looking for hardwood, nice laminate, or engineered hardwood flooring, and everything was just so expensive.  We have at least 1,100 square feet to cover.  I scoured every ReStore in central Florida, Craigslist, Floor & Decor, etc.  Eventually I stumbled across very affordable oak factory seconds on Ebay from a company in New York state.  (“New York City?!?”  haha)

The catch with factory seconds is that each board was rejected in the quality control process for some reason. We had to buy 1.5 times what we needed, to allow for lots of unusable pieces.  The grand total came to around $1,400, almost half of which was for shipping.  $1,400 for unfinished solid oak flooring, when we were looking at $3 – $4,000 for engineered floors.  A steal, right??  When the three pallets arrived, were squeezed into our two car garage, and I realized the enormity of the project, I started to have doubts.

It has become a time-consuming hot mess of an idea.  We decided to do one bedroom first, since we need breaks at every bedroom door anyways to allow for expansion and contraction (the gap will be covered with transition strips).  Plus, we wanted to “practice” laying floors before we attempted it in the main living area.  Before we could start laying any flooring, though, we had to inspect every. single. piece. of. wood. and. cut. off. any. flaws.  Oh yeah.  We have quite the knack for choosing to tackle the most unpleasant outdoor/garage/attic tasks in the dead of summer.  In Florida.  Yay.

We got started, and were surprised by how much was too damaged for use.  Admittedly, we were too picky at first, and have relaxed a lot, but plenty of pieces were split completely, or had large knots that you could put your fingers through, and we salvaged as much as we could.

Blank slate.

Bringing wood in to acclimate. This was maybe 1/20th of the amount we needed for this room.

The other obstacle was that we were floating the floor (not much option with a cement subfloor), so after the underlayment, we glued each piece to the next.  It creates a very secure and sturdy bond, but it was hard to keep the wood very tight to the next piece.  We used long clamps for as much as we could, but eventually the clamps were not long enough.

The first section.

The first section done.

The limit of our clamps’ reach, so we started taping pieces together and try to hold them tight.

Finally done! (Laid, anyways)

Next up was tool rental!  I get pretty excited when we get to rent a tool.  It makes me feel like I’m legit.  “Look at me!  They rent expensive tools to me! I must know what I am doing!” Once again, we turned to THG Rentals for all of our renting needs, and this beast was ours for the weekend:

The drum sander. [Insert Tim the “Tool Man” Taylor grunt]

“Who is our new friend?”

Here I am rocking the sander:

Rockin’ it.

Oh hello!

The trick with the drum sander is to keep it moving at all times!  If it is running, it needs to be moving.  There is a lever that puts the sanding drum in contact with the floor, and we would start moving before we pushed the lever down.  The Boy had the bright idea to run across the planks, instead of with the grain, to sand down any high spots … I do NOT recommend that.  Go with the grain.  The other issue is that the round drum doesn’t get close enough to the wall, so going back and forth, we started making valleys near the walls.  We did use a handheld power sander to go around the edges, corners, and a few spots in the closet that were hard to get to, but those valleys were virtually impossible to smooth with the hand sander.  If I had it to do all over again (and I do! yay?) I would like to try a different type of power sander.

I was pleasantly surprised by how much sawdust the bag collected.  However, after the sanding was done, I started cleaning the room to prepare for staining the floors, and discovered that sawdust had invaded every crevice.  The shelves in the closet, a fine coating on the walls, an adorable tiny pile on every light switch and outlet cover, and completely coating the blinds.  The aftermath of this project and the growing pile of sawdust in our garage led to the naming of our blog, so I suppose I can’t be too upset.

Picking a stain color was tough, because although I prefer a very dark shade, many people warned me that it would show every speck of dust, and we have quite a bit of that floating around our house, not to mention dog hair.

I conducted a Facebook poll to select a stain color, and the middle won!

It is Dark Walnut from Minwax, which Home Depot oddly does not carry in gallons (only in 8 oz., quart, and weird marker thing sizes).  Yet they have other stain colors in gallons.  I wish I could have been at the meeting where this decision was made.

“All in favor of carrying gallons of Minwax in Dark Walnut, say yea.”

[Crickets]

“All opposed?” 

“Boo!  Boo!  Rubbish. Filth. Slime. Muck.  Boo Boo Boo!”

(The Boy is totally impressed by my Princess Bride quote.) I ultimately saved the day by finding a gallon at Lowe’s.  Whew.  Crises averted. We bought a cheaper version of this stain applicator, but I could not find the one we bought on the website:

We started in one corner and worked our way out.  The Boy applied, while I moved things out of his way and re-filled his stain tray.

This was the only progress picture I managed to take, since we had to work quickly from here.

When we were almost done, I stood on my tippy toes in the corner with an old cotton sheet, and waited.  Once we felt the stain had set enough, and my arches were cramping, I put the sheet down and used my double-socked feet to kind of drag it along the floor.  This step is pretty important because only so much stain soaks into the wood, and any excess will become tacky.  Afterwards, we had this:

It smells of rich mahogany walnut.

After this dried overnight, the next morning I went in to take a peek.  I believe I have mentioned that patience is a virtue I do not enjoy.  I marveled at our accomplishment, backed out of the room, and looked down to see a very distinct outline of my foot.  Oops.  Won’t make that mistake again!  After waiting more time than required (that can of stain is a liar, and now I know why Home Depot won’t allow it in their stores!) we went back in and put a second coat on a few lighter areas.  Finally, two coats of polyurethane later (applied using a roller on an extension pole), and we had a beautiful new floor.

Ta Dah!

Since we re-tiled the kitchen and the entryway, we now need to lay this flooring in the living room, dining room, hallway, and the remaining two bedrooms.  However, since we still have one bathroom left to gut and remodel, we are going to wait on those floors.  Until then, we will continue to squeeze around the pallets in the garage and have no room to work out there.  Remodeling isn’t always fun, almost never glamorous, but it is very often rewarding!

FANtastic!

The ceiling fans in all of the bedrooms leave a little something to be desired.  They function, but are noisy and ugly, and they are getting a makeover, one by one.  Here is what I started with in the guest bedroom:

Blech.  Old, ugly, and creaky.  I started by removing the glass bulb covers, and disassembling the fan as much as possible, cleaning everything as I went.  I used blue tape to cover everything I did not want to get spray paint on (wires, sockets, etc.), and then I attacked it with Krylon Brushed Metallic spray paint in satin nickel.

We had moved the bed to the center of the room and covered it with plastic to prep for painting the walls, so everything was protected, and the bed was perfect to stand on.  I held up newspaper behind my spray stream to catch as much excess as possible.

The trick is to give it several light coats, with drying time in between.  If you spray too much at once it will run and drip.  I suffer from lack of patience, so this is hard for me, but with lots of trial and error and dripping spray paint, I have realized this is necessary and resigned myself to this method.  It works.

I gave the same treatment to the pieces I had taken off:

This second shot is to show you that I also spray painted all of the screws, and I did this by setting all of them on their sides facing one direction.  It is slightly time-consuming, but then you can spray them all at once.

Once everything was dried, I put it all back together.  I discovered that the reverse side of the fan blades were a much darker brown, and I did not have to spray paint them at all, but simply attached them with the other side facing down.  I am not sure if most fan blades are reversible, or if I just got lucky, but it was a happy surprise.

Other than spray paint, the only thing I purchased for this project was new bulb covers. I saw ones I liked at Home Depot, but for $8 each, I didn’t buy them.  I wanted this makeover to be as cheap as possible, and this price deeply offended me, so I decided to shop around.

We went to our local Habitat for Humanity ReStore to browse one morning.  I absolutely love this place.  They take donations from individuals, businesses, builders, etc., and sell building supplies very cheap.  The proceeds go towards building Habitat homes.  I have been to many ReStores in Florida, learned that they are all very different, and discovered that we are lucky to have such a large, clean, and organized one with very helpful employees so close to us.  While shopping there, I found the EXACT SAME bulb covers for $4.00 each.  Once we got them to the register, they rang up at $2.00 each.  $2.00 each!!  I got all three for less than the price of one at Home Depot.  Score!

Here is the fan transformation, with the “before” picture for comparison:

Another great consequence of taking the fan apart, and putting it back together, is that everything got tightened up, and it is very quiet again.  No more old, creaking fan.  To my friends and family who have slept in this room, and probably will again:  you are welcome!!

Gratuitous close up, because I love this fan so much now:

Total cost:  $6.00 (for the new bulb covers.  I already had the spray paint, and used maybe 1/3 of it for this project, but if you have to purchase some, it is $6-7 a can).

Diamond Drill Bits: A Girl’s Best Friend!

I adore pendant lights.  All colors, sizes, wattage, shapes, and finishes.  I “window shop” for them on the internet frequently.  Someone must tell me, though, why they are so dang expensive!  Maybe I am just poor, or cheap (ahem – frugal), but I could not bring myself to spend $200 on one measly little light, despite my obsession.

I was browsing at a thrift store one day (which I regularly do for no reason), and saw a beautiful multi-colored glass bowl.  It caught my eye from across the store.  I wasn’t quite sure what I would do with it, so I carried it around the store with me.  I put it down a few times, but only got a few feet away before I ran back and grabbed it and held it tightly, for fear someone else would snatch it up. For the low, low price of $4, I decided to buy the bowl now, and figure the rest out later. You can probably figure out where this is going.

I knew that Home Depot sold pendant light kits, but they are mix and match deals, where you choose the finish of your hardware and some variation of a glass cover.  I, however, bought just the hardware, in brushed nickel.  I am SUCH a rebel.

Herein lies the problem.  The threaded bottom of the hardware is about an inch in diameter, and there is a separate piece that screws on to hold the glass in place.  I had to put a 1 inch hole in the bottom of my new bowl, which required a fancy new diamond drill bit.  My level of excitement over a new drill bit, on a scale from comatose to hyperventilating, was somewhere around flapping my arms in a happy dance when this baby arrived in the mail:

I learned that the “legend” on the right side of the packaging indicates what materials the drill will go through.  There are all kinds of bits for all kinds of materials, such as wood, glass, tile, brick, cement, etc.  This one has the symbols for tile and glass, and shows dripping water at the bottom right, which tells you to keep the material wet while you drill, so that it doesn’t overheat.

I put the bowl upside down in the utility sink in the garage, put the tap on a very slow drip (I was basically water boarding my fancy new bowl), and started drilling.  It is exceedingly difficult to get the hole started, because the bit slips around on the surface of the glass. With some decent pressure, and determination, I finally started making some headway.  It. Took. For. Ever.  My hand cramped.  My neck hurt.  I contracted tennis elbow.  I developed an appetite.  I took several breaks.  But I persisted.  Finally, gloriously, and unexpectedly, I broke through.  Eureka!!!  I was so excited because The Boy had been a naysayer, was amused when the new drill bit arrived in the mail, and I purposely tackled this challenge while he was not home.  And I succeeded!!

I sprinted inside with my now hole-ridden bowl, ripped the packaging off of the pendant hardware, and tried the bowl on for size.

It didn’t fit.

Oh, the frustration.  After I gathered myself, I realized that the hole was just slightly not large enough.  I went back into the garage, still very glad The Boy had not returned, and used the drill bit at an angle to slowly make the hole a little bit bigger.  It took a solid ten minutes, and sounded like nails on a chalkboard, but it worked.  I triumphantly slid the bowl over the threaded end, and screwed on the piece that held the glass in place.  The Boy was most impressed when he came home to this beauty:

She has been hanging out in the new bathroom ever since:

Total cost:  $18.97 (if you do not include the cost of the drill bit, which I am not, since it is a permanent resident of my toolbox now).  You can’t beat that price!  I am currently on the hunt for two large glass urns to make hanging pendant lights for the master bath we will soon be demolishing.  I’ll be sure to update you when they have been located!