After I decided that I just could not squat to paint one more baseboard, I got the unfortunate notion to pull up the rug on our staircase. Now it doesn’t look so bad in this picture, but I’m positive the previous tenants of this house (it was rented our for a while) did not own a vacuum. It was gross and smelled like an old man’s feet. For the record, I think my mom’s feet have any old man’s beat, but I didn’t want to write that my carpet smelled worse than my mom’s feet. She may not forgive me for such a thing.
I must give the carpet people credit because they did a fantastic job of laying this rug. There wasn’t even a little corner coming loose and that made it all the more difficult to get out. Thankfully I ate my can of spinach, donned a pair of leather work gloves, and used ever muscle in my upper body. All two.
Do you know what happens when you sweat and then rip out nasty carpeting?
Let me tell you.
You get clumps of nasty foul smelling, old man’s foot dust stuck to you. You really, really need a shower, but can’t take one because FringeMan has the entire bathroom gutted and is fighting with the plumbing that you fear may never work again.
That’s what happens.
This was the end result.
Now I could use a few suggestions here. I’m definitely not replacing the carpeting. I have an aversion to wall-to-wall carpet. Call me crazy, but I hate it. Thankfully there are hard wood floors lurking under every rug in the house. I’m thinking about sanding these steps smooth and paiting them, but I’m just not sure what color a person paints stair streads. Any ideas?
Please don’t suggest that I strip this lovely staircase and unearth its’ natural wood tones because I’d rather pluck my toe nails out one by one.
I was thinking black with a white railing. All these old houses in the north seem to have that Boston Baked Bean color on the stairs. I just don’t like it. FringeMan is more than fine with that color, but he also enjoys a bowl of Boston Baked Beans, so his opinion is jaded.
I once painted a stair case white, treads and all. I know you probably think that’s insane, but it didn’t get as dirty as I expected. It just wore. While others called it ugly, I called it Shabby Chic.