so, if ya'll recall, we found original hardwood floors under grey carpet that smelled like grandma (the carpet, not the floors, and not my grandma, for the record). We also found that there were two big patches separating the living from dining areas where a wall had once been, as well as a big patch near the kitchen. I got on the BBB website and called up a hardwood floor repair/refinish place, and while we can't in good faith recommend the company because of the jackass owner and shotty patch job, it turned out beautiful! ('after' pictures to follow - I sware)
scribbles on the floor are there to map where the 'lacing' guy was supposed to remove and replace boards to make the patch in the floor (where there once was a wall) disappear. He didn't do it right the first time. Or the second time. Third time's a charm.
This guy, "G", is an ex-Pro Turkish Soccer Player who came to town on a scholarship to study plant genetics for his Masters. He rocked sanding and finishing the floors, told some good stories, and we all loved him. He even had his sub-sub contractor sand our back entry stairs, for free (assumably because jay tore up the nasty carpet on them to expose all kinds of hazardous glue and linoleum and lead paint, and G felt sorry for us)
sanded raw wood floors.
Again, great floors. And what a treat to find 'G'! puts me in the mind of a favorite line from Madonna in character on SNL (after visiting her mother's apartment): "It's starting to smell from old lady in there!"
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