(Gretchen does the happy dance throughout the first floor of her house, a jar of peanut butter in each hand)
And the (wood part of the) floor is 99% finished, just one strip left by the back door and a few filler pieces to go under the dishwasher.
Oh, and MLF - it's taking so long because the contractor is doing a 200% better job at this than I ever would. Each piece has to be inspected for flaws (we've got at least a dozen reject planks), sorted to go into an appropriate place in the floor based on color and length, cut to size if necessary (and the saw is out in the 10-degree garage), glued down the length of the seam, set carefully in the glue that's been applied to the floor, tapped into place, nailed into place, then cleaned off with mineral spirits to get off any glue that seeped up.
And that's AFTER the floor has been prepared, which involves chiseling up anything that isn't perfectly level, countersinking any screws that are sticking up, adding extra screws to any part of the floor that squeaks, vaccuuming, and applying the glue. All in all, better him than me.
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