More Closet Nonsense

I have been long remiss in my publishing responsibilities, in part because blogging about progress became difficult until everyone knew the factor impeding any progress for a few months. But I am now emerging from the fatigue first trimester, everyone has been informed, and we are off!

First stop, conveniently right where we left off, in our dining room closet. Just in case I haven’t reiterated it enough, we have a problem that is our undying pursuit of perfectionism. Often times this is laudable, particularly in details where this extra effort can be observed. A coat closet where hardly anyone will ever see though? Puts us a little bit closer to that edge of crazy. Nonetheless we plastered over the various bumps and ridges, slapped on a fresh coat of paint, and pulled up countless carpet staples from the floor, along with some odd material I can only describe as shingle-like. The closet floor was unable to be touched when they refinished the rest of the floors downstairs because the giant drum sander would have come crashing through the trap door to the crawl space. At first this was a frustration, as it left us to figure out what in the world to do with the floor; I’m now liking it for the character that will show future homeowners the condition of the floors before they were refinished. We do still have some trouble spots though, especially as laying carpet tiles requires somewhat of an even surface. Particularly we need to figure out how to address a hole in the floor that was previously covered by a tin can lid (top quality workmanship). As much as I’d like to believe it was from something harmless, like butterflies flapping their wings or a cute little kitten scratching, it looks a lot like a hole a rat would create trying to dig its way out of the crawlspace. (This fear is only heightened by the rat poison still remaining on the ledge in the crawl space just under the hole). Rest assured there has been no sign of any rodent activity since the great adventure, but I can only imagine when the neighborhood when through its blighted phase that there were numerous questionable going-ons taking place in our lovely home. We’re thinking as a fix a hole cut out of wood, buttressed by nails underneath, with some well-placed wood filler. Any other suggestions? (it’s about a 3” diameter).