Holy crap, new floors put in downstairs and the guy is here doing the first stain coat. I have no idea how he hasn't passed out, I'm feeling lightheaded and out of it from the odor. 36 degrees outside, but I'm opening windows and hoping I'll be good by Fed time. Maybe I'll hang out here and make a lot of irrelevant posts for the rest of the day.
Took the time to call a buddy I hadn't talked to in 10years, other than social media stuff. Great conversation, just as good as goofing off, and I won't have any explaining to the wife about why I screwed off for the day.
I have the neighbour replacing ALL the floor tiles using hammers and chisels, only 3800 square feet. Took two ours just now for a mental health break.
The floor is part of a kitchen makeover, and since I could have lived with our early '70's kitchen for the rest of my life, but caved in for the wife, I am officially working for my wife!