Fresh as a flower - in just one hour! (almost)
There was a boy I knew (let's call him Brad) who used to talk about a seminal moment in his young life: The day he wandered into some flooring department of some department store (back when department stores had flooring departments - I never said he was still a boy) and they had a display for the revolutionary new concept of the "press-on" floor that featured a young homemaker, looking in dismay at her ugly old floor and wondering - just wondering, tip of thumb in mouth - if she could put in a whole new press-on floor before her husband bought home the boss and the new client for dinner.
As I recall - and this is second-hand, mind you, but I have no reason to doubt it - the young homemaker not only laid a whole new press-on floor but also served a fabulous newlywed dinner! (most likely a casserole. Brides are big on casseroles)
So, with that example in mind, the Colonel and I set out to refurbish the entry floor this evening. Armed with nothing but a heat gun and a scraper (to get the old press-on floor up) we hit it, and finished up in less than two hours! (we could have done it quicker, but neither of us are that young, and we're far from being brides.)
Here's the almost finished product (with a glimpse of the old floor so you can "Ooo" and "Ahhh" and think about what an improvement it is).
Thanks Brad!
(Please note: I'm sure that members of Beacon Hill's Architectural Community - and doubtless those in the greater Architectural Community - will sniff at a press-on floor. Particularly a press-on floor that tries to look like stone. But it's "Cheap and Cheerful", as we like to say around these parts, and there's something to be said for that in an area that is constantly trod upon by three humans, three neurotic little dogs, and a particulary surly and somewhat elderly cat)
As I recall - and this is second-hand, mind you, but I have no reason to doubt it - the young homemaker not only laid a whole new press-on floor but also served a fabulous newlywed dinner! (most likely a casserole. Brides are big on casseroles)
So, with that example in mind, the Colonel and I set out to refurbish the entry floor this evening. Armed with nothing but a heat gun and a scraper (to get the old press-on floor up) we hit it, and finished up in less than two hours! (we could have done it quicker, but neither of us are that young, and we're far from being brides.)
Here's the almost finished product (with a glimpse of the old floor so you can "Ooo" and "Ahhh" and think about what an improvement it is).
Thanks Brad!
(Please note: I'm sure that members of Beacon Hill's Architectural Community - and doubtless those in the greater Architectural Community - will sniff at a press-on floor. Particularly a press-on floor that tries to look like stone. But it's "Cheap and Cheerful", as we like to say around these parts, and there's something to be said for that in an area that is constantly trod upon by three humans, three neurotic little dogs, and a particulary surly and somewhat elderly cat)
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