While I was outside sanding on Saturday (trying to stay ahead of the trim boards required), Tom got put to work following up the talent . . . he wood-putty-ed the nail holes and then sanded them smooth.
Here in the livingroom, you can see that we had to move everything for them to access the windows. I don't know why I hadn't anticipated that (didn't think the process through, I guess), but I wasn't expecting the house to be so completely turned upside down. Slowly, but surely, I am trying to get the house back to some semblance of order . . . once again.
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