I just caught my floor on fire. Well, okay. That’s a little bit of an exaggeration. A piece of the paper that’s glued to the pantry floor ignited to a flame like a birthday candle. I whacked it with my paint scraper and it went out. I’ve made little embers glow before but this was the first flame, and, really, it was more excitement than I needed tonight. Besides, it’s too early for my birthday.
So! If you found someone to redo your floors, why are you still torching them?
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Oh, just for the fun of it now. Actually, I have to have the paper off before the refinishing starts. Burning is so much faster than scraping, don’t you think?