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Undressed for the job About four years ago, we decided to replace the worn vinyl in our foyer and hallway with wood plank flooring (the glue-down type.) As we started, I noticed that my husband had on his best jean shorts and a good shirt. I reminded him that he needed to change into old clothing. Instead, he shed all but his jockey shorts. Since it was hot and humid out, we decided to cut the few planks that needed to be cut in the kitchen and proceeded to put down newspaper to collect the sawdust. As we worked, we prided ourselves on the job we were doing and lack of mess, but as we progressed toward the narrow hallway, it became harder to keep from getting in the glue. My husband accidentally stepped in glue as he went to cut another plank. Of course, the sawdust (and the newspaper we had put down to collect it) stuck to his feet. When we finished, his nice, curly-haired legs and arms were covered with glue and the tools were a sticky mess. The sight of my underwear-clad husband stuck to sawdust and newspaper sent me into gales of laughter. Days later, he was still plucking glue from his arms and legs but the floor turned out to be a beautiful piece of work. It was well worth the mess and provided the best laugh I’d had in a long time. Judy Wood |
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