Our new abode has wooden floors. The first picture is an example of what they look like, especially in the high traffic areas. The second picture is of the master bedroom closet. I painted and refinished that floor. You can tell where it was worn down to no finish. I sanded it, which lightened it up and thought that was good. The darker area is where the wood was bare: no finish. I painted the closet because I wanted to hang my clothes in and then feel like I could put them on my body. What am I going to do in Africa, maybe keep them zipped in my suitcase. :) This morning while Steve was getting dress, he asked if I could just move into the closet. It is the nicest room in the house.
Rita
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