Six weeks. That’s how long it took me to refinish the floors.
If there’s one thing I’m good at, it’s procrastinating. I’m particularly proud of this example, in which it took me 6 weeks to complete a project that should have taken 3 days. Maybe 4 days. Semantics aside, that means I worked on this floor for about one day (an 8-hour day, not a real 24-hour day) every two weeks (336 possible hours).
You know, sometimes I think if it weren’t for this blog, I’d never get anything done around here.
Welp, the good news is, it’s done now. And since I didn’t physically spend much time working on the nursery in the past 6 weeks, I’ve had plenty of time to contemplate the finer points of nursery decor. Translation: I experienced a minor existential crisis over a rug.Continue Reading