I was sitting on my brains the other day watching my favorite 60s sitcoms (F-Troop anyone? ahem. anywho . . . ) when my better half suggested I sand and refinish the deck. Hmmmm, TV, or deck refinishing? I’m still not sure how refinishing won over sofa inertia.
Once I overpowered the strong pull of the sofa’s gravity, I jumped up and grabbed my sander with a twinkle in my eye like Ernest Borgnine in McHale’s Navy. After a few days of dust storms and exclamations that would have the Skipper hitting Gilligan furiously with his hat, I was ready to choose a finish. I wanted something like the penetrating oils I’ve used in other woodworking projects but more durable, and completely natural.Read More