I know that you’re probably sick of hearing about our sanded floors – I know that I’m definitely sick of having to sand them but we’ve finally finished!
This not only means that the second half of our home is done – it means that all floors in our home are finished! No more floor sanding ever again! (Or at least for a very long while!)
Picture the champagne corks popping because I’ve seriously earned buckets of the stuff! It was such hard work!
Was it worth it? Yes, totally!
We’re so happy with how our floors turned out but it wasn’t all plain sailing.
As you know, things in Blogworld seem so perfect but we like to keep it real around here – sometimes too real – and all is not as it seems!
As we already had experience sanding floors (we sanded the floors in our Edwardian house) we knew what a totally horrendous job it is but we also knew it would save us a lot of money.
Although the part of the apartment we sanded this time is smaller than the first it actually took the same time as the larger half. It was a more difficult space to work in and for the first couple of days, I think I’d not adjusted the edging sander correctly which meant that it wasn’t sanding enough of the varnish and dirt away.
On top of that, a few things didn’t go quite to plan. So, as well as sharing some pretty pictures of our new floors, we’re also sharing a few things that didn’t work out as we’d expected!
- On the very first day of sanding the first half of the apartment, I couldn’t get the large sanding machine running! I thought that there was something wrong with our electrics as the fuse kept blowing. But in reality, it was just me being super ditsy as it turned out I just wasn’t holding the button on the machine for long enough!
- Later that same day, I was sanding the edge around our dining room floor and suddenly the edging sander just stopped and I couldn’t start it again so I had to wait for a replacement.
When sanding the second half of the apartment things really didn’t start to improve.
- The large drum sander is ridiculously heavy and when I tried to drag it into the bedroom, I damaged the almost finished floor leaving big grooves. I tried to repair the floor and thought I’d sanded them away but obviously hadn’t as they’re now super obvious after oiling the floor. (I might still try to remove them in the future.)
In order to give the oil as much time as possible to dry, I figured that I’d start work in the front hallway. That way, it would have all day to dry before Jan came home from work.
- So, I started oiling and had almost finished the floor before realizing that I had no food in the house. Not exactly the best start to the day but admittedly not the end of the world either.
- Next on my list was oiling the master bedroom and the dressing room before moving onto the long hallway.Still all sounds sensible, right? Well, kind of…To be able to oil the hallway floor in one go I realized that I would have to either oil myself into the bathroom or the kitchen and wait there for the oil to dry. I figured that the bathroom was the best option so I grabbed my laptop, a cushion and a packet of nuts (pretty much the only food in the house) and ended up sitting on the bathroom floor for 5 hours until the oil was dry enough to walk over!And in case you’re wondering, watching oil dry is exactly as exciting as it sounds!
- The oil we used needs a lot of oxygen to dry which is why I’d been working with the windows wide open. I guess it was almost inevitable that it would start to rain. And when I say rain I really mean it – it was throwing it down so much that it reminded me of being on a tropical holiday!
I ended up skipping across the floors I’d just oiled to close the windows and had to polish them again.
- Then the polisher somehow stopped doing what it should. The machine, in general, is really easy to use but for some reason, the pad just wouldn’t stay stuck under it anymore.
I still needed to remove the excess oil and polish the floor so I had to crawl over it and rub in the oil by hand.
- I managed to catch the cable under the sander (while it was running of course) and damaged it.
- When polishing our dressing room floor a small nail appeared out of nowhere (it must have been in the gap between the floorboards) and got wedged into the polishing pad. I didn’t notice for a few seconds but by then it was too late and it had scratched big ugly circles into my finished floor.
Overall, we had no huge disasters but when you’re stressed and so tired from spending hours sanding the floor you really can’t be doing with any of these things.
But, it’s really not all bad as our floors are finished and I think you’ll agree that the stress and hard work was worth it!
Don’t ever feel bad if your DIY experience isn’t as straightforward and problem-free as any of the guides you’ve read!
We all have off days, unexpected problems and ditsy moments (although I have more than my fair share of those). It’s all about the end goal and achieving a result you can be proud of.
Have you ever had any DIY disasters? Have you ever completed a home improvement (or any other) project that you’re particularly proud of? We’d love to hear your experiences!