Most of the (fifty-year-old!) hardwood floors in my new house look like this:
(Cue choir of angels).
(Yes, that is a Queen-Anne-style bookcase and a floral rug. No, I am not somebody's grandma. I am just . . . sophisticated . . . for my age. Shut up).
So, though I expected that the hardwood floor beneath the ugly, cheap, smelly carpet in my living room and hallway would probably have a few scuffs and stains, as hardwood floors trapped under cheap carpet generally tend to, given the condition of the floors in the rest of the house, I had hope that the floor beneath the carpet might be, well, passable.
I was wrong.
That is what the hallway looked like AFTER I swept it twice.
That's not glue you're seeing there on the floor. Oh, no.
That's about seven years of dust.
Seven-year-old dust congeals into quite a tenacious sort of paste when mixed with seven years of cat urine.
Oh yes, yes it does.
So, this is what the hallway looked like after I removed the urine-and-dust paste:
And this is what the living room floor looks like, everywhere the previous occupants didn't have furniture:
As you can see, before they put the carpet down, they apparently thought it would be fun to test some white wall paint out on the floor. On the fifty-year-old, still-in-pretty-good-condition, genuine-hardwood-of-a-quality-that-would-cost-a-
Look, even the two-year-old thinks this is such a tragedy he wants to help:
So, I figure I have four options:
1.) Pay someone several hundred dollars to sand the floor and refinish it. In a dark, dried cat urine color to cover up the stains. Only we won't call the color dried cat urine. We'll call it Rich Espresso.
2.) Attempt to sand and refinish the floor myself. With expensive rental equipment that I have never used before. Using chemicals that require ventilation-- i.e., open windows. In the dead of winter.
3.) Cover the hardwood with laminate (sacrilege). Because (see above) I cannot afford to replace the hardwood with hardwood.
4.) Run over it a couple of times with my hand sander, paint the whole floor some unobtrusive color with porch paint (SACRILEGE!), toss around some really big area rugs, and wait five years until I CAN afford to replace the hardwood with hardwood.
Opinions? Suggestions, Internets?
(I know I've been doin' you wrong lately, Internets, by rushing past you with little more than a tip of my hat when I see you on the street, not even bothering to say hello, or ask you how your day has been.
But I know you still love me, Internets.