As you may or may not know, Zach and I have been hard at work installing new hard wood floors (and by "Zach and I," I mean just Zach, all by himself, no help at all from me, him working solo, me passing the time by getting my makeup done at Nordstrom to avoid all things work-related). He installed them. And then sanded them. And then sealed them. And then sanded them. And then sealed them. Again.
The Sunday before last was "Sanding Sunday." And for about 6.5 hours we (again, not me) sanded using THE WRONG SANDER. It wasn't nearly heavy enough to really get the job done, despite what the folks at Home Dept would have you believe.
So, when I came home and Zach needed my expert help, I happily obliged. Enjoy the footage of my construction expertise below. We make a great team.
Apparently being "dead weight" is my specialty.