I think it's finally sunk in.
We really are insane.

Let me back the truck up.
I sit for a living. I get paid to sit and think. I get paid to sit, think and occasionally type. I sit for a living.
About this time last year a friend of mine who also sits for a living showed me all the bad things that start to happen to your body and its chemistry once you stop moving. They said that a farmer has one of the healthiest bodies known to man – they make thousands of movements per day and apparently programmers make seven. All bathroom trips.
So, in line with the brilliant problem solver that I am I asked Google what to do about it.
I came across a guy that built a 'Walking Desk'. He invented them several years ago and now Steelcase makes one complete with the treadmill and everything. They charge way more than I can afford. Bummer.
But Wait! I know how to weld – and I'm a brilliant problem solver (you knew that about me, right?)
I decided to build one.
I've been slowly (very slowly!) gathering the materials that I need. The most elusive one has been the treadmill.
Well… the treadmill arrives early next week. So I decided that I should move my desk.
That's when my wife jumped in and said that if I'm going to move the desk then she is going to have to paint the walls. Dang.
While we were moving the desk to paint the walls, I had the brilliant idea to look under the carpet in my office. It has the same hardwood floors that we refinished for The Southern Comfort Room.
Having been through that once before and having learned from our mistakes… how hard could it be to refinish these floors too?
(Just as a side note I've been told that the brain has a hard time remembering 'pain'. That sort of makes sense otherwise every family would have exactly one child per couple. I suspect that my brain also forgets the amount of work involved in a DIY project).
We tore up the carpet and started to dig in.
One of the unique challenges for this floor was that two of the main planks had grown bumps in the middle (they 'swelled'? they 'grew'? they 'warped'?)
I own an electric planer (two actually – one handheld and one stationary one that you run the board through).
I took the hand planer to the board and within minutes the bump was gone and so was all of the paint on the bump.
The paint! Oh, the paint! I remember the paint! When we re-did the SCR's floors (if you haven't read the story or forgot my pain I suggest that you go back and read it again).
Now I have a handy little tool that'll take paint off in a jiffy!
I had no idea how hard 'paint' would be on the blades in my planer. I've gone through eight blades already and will be headed into town for more tonight. Yikes!
The floors look amazing already and the Big Sanding Machine is already rented for tomorrow morning.
It's already been painful, but I just can't wait until those floors match your (temporary) bedroom here.
I know that they'll be so beautiful that they're Bound to Please!