Wednesday, September 10, 2008

The Boy in the Bubble

Well, we're all sealed up. Cullen came down with a cold, so we decided to quarantine him until Finn's first day of school had passed.

I'm just kidding.

Mike has been (very) hard at work scraping 50 year-old asbestos tiles off the better part of our entire first floor. His hands are covered in blisters. Hasn't been an easy task. He sealed up the areas he was working in so the dust from the tiles wouldn't get to the rest of the house. I talked to a contractor once who told me that for the asbestos to be harmful we'd have to grind it up and eat the dust for breakfast. Ha. Even if that's true, I think we'll err on the side of caution with this one.

Our floor guys are coming today to give us the estimate for refinishing the floors. This is what they (and we) are up against:

Kinda makes you want to cry, doesn't it? Why? WHY would ANYONE do this to hardwood floors!?! Of course, fifty years from now the house's new owner will probably be cursing us over our faux tin ceiling. So it's all relative, I guess.

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