Maranda and I spent a week tearing out the old oak hardwood floors upstairs with the hope we could reuse them later. Each piece only had about 3 fasteners in it so taking nails out was a breeze. The only treasure we found to speak of was an old Trojan condom box someone had stuffed under the floor. None of the neighbors want to own up to it. I also managed to salvage an old chestnut door which I will reuse. The ceiling joists are shot so they will have to be replaced. I thought it would be great to store the flooring in the shop until I realized it would take up all my floor space. Oh well here is to lack of planning...you're guilty too.
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