Except for the kitchen, the 2nd floor is completely cleared. The front guest room (my former office) is packed full of furniture and sealed off, as is the front bathroom. It echoes! Except for the elevator shaft, there's nothing to stop a soundwave for 100 feet. Charlie got one chance to see it, but was surprisingly timid. After being coaxed downstairs, he explored only half the space before running back up to his (formerly our) cozy bed.
Next, the sanders. Many were joyful that D's son had talked him out of trying to sand the floor himself, and that our woodworking friends knew several affordable floor guys. Quotes for refinishing the 3500-ish square-foot floor ranged from $2,700 to $12,000. The work was remarkably fast and breathtakingly attractive. Most of the sawdust went into vacuum bags, to be resold for MDF or whatnot. The red oak floors sanded to nearly white, but when treated went back to golden. We should be able to walk gingerly on the 2nd floor tomorrow, and move furniture back down by the end of the week. Big question: can / should we arrange a multi-troop dance improvisation to "warm" the floor before cluttering it up with stuff?
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