So. I have a confession. During the time when I was supposed to be working on my stairs this weekend… I took a nap. Two naps, even.
I’m kind of a wreck, which happens when I bottom out after a long stretch of insomnia, and I’m fighting some kind of plague (let’s hope it’s not rabies*) which is just the way it goes sometimes. So my progress on the stairs consists of this:
Yep. In 7 days, I managed to stain 6 steps. (Sorry Team Diva, I don’t blame you if you switch over to The Duck Side.)
I meant to put a coat of poly on at least half the steps over the weekend, but keeping the cat off of them is proving to be more challenging than I thought. I’ve increased my cat-deterrent by 8″ (aka two pieces of painters tape) to see if that helps.
I expect that this has a zero percent chance of working. My plan next weekend is to haul the cat food and litter box into one of the spare rooms and lock him in for a few hours. And then drink heavily, because when my cat voices his displeasure he does it loudly and without pause.
In defense of my cat, he’s effing awesome…
He’s my little dude and we hang out all the time. It’s just he takes after me in that if you try to tell him what to do he will murder your face off.
So. That’s fair. Makes the stair-refinishing kind of difficult though.
However, even though I haven’t been getting as much done on the stairs myself, that doesn’t mean that nobody has been making progress in this area of the house…
After I noticed some sparkly sawdust and unusually small tools around the staircase, I started doing a little research. I’m not too far from Ann Arbor, Michigan and it turns out there’s a bit of an Urban Fairy infestation in the city.
You know how this goes right? Everybody moves into the big city, then things start getting a little crowded, and a few like minded fairies decide they miss the fresh air and wide-open spaces of the country.
I hear they like to settle in to places that are under construction (and really, if there was anywhere in a house that you were going to find a little magic, any Harry Potter fan will tell you that the cupboard under the stairs is the place.) Which is how I think I ended up with a little more magic in my house than usual…
It looks like my Farm Fairies have been hard at work putting in an entry. And if I’m not mistaken, that wire (that I’m sure they pilfered from my workshop) indicates that some interior work is going on now.
I kind of wonder what color they’re going to paint the door? As long as they don’t try to go honeyed oak, I’m sure we’ll get along just fine.
As for everyone else in this Dueling DIY challenge…
Sarah @ Ugly Duckling House claims her stairs aren’t as done as they look, but I think she’s just being modest about the whupping she’s delivering to me:
Sandra @ The House of Bing takes the cake this week for the most creative landing.
Yeah, those are pennies.
Micha @ Little Old House is doing admirable work with her heat gun. (I know it doesn’t feel like progress when it takes forever, but believe me, it is.)
I’m feeling a little nostialgic about old houses this week (since it’s my one year houseaversary at the Liberty House) so I may have gotten a little teary at this quote in her recent post: “Then I remember that I love my little old house. That in a hundred years it deserves to be loved at least once, and that I need to do right by it.” Amen, sister.
Christine @ Little House on the Corner is making awesome progress. We’re all about at are sanding limit, but I think Christine can see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Ann @ Our Handmade Home is just about where I’m at with things and is getting ready for paint…
And Nicki @ Perfect Prospect is also well on her way (and is in the envious position of being able to paint the pieces of the stairs before they are actually a part of the steps). She’s got some great inspiration pics in her most recent post.
All of these lovely (and badass) ladies are keeping me on my toes, and once I get over these rabies I swear I’m going to wow you all with my progress. But first… another nap.
*Mom, that’s a joke. I’m almost sure I don’t have rabies.