This is what happens when I am left at home with a feverish toddler who decides to take a monumental nap.
We start with icky carpeted stairs:
And end up with icky, UN-carpeted stairs! Ta-da!
Wow, they actually look BETTER in the photo than they do in real life, if you can even imagine. They are, in fact, in terrible shape and I got the "look" from Tim when he got home. You know the "look"...the "I can't leave you alone for one minute without you painting/destroying/removing something in this house" look. Followed by a heavy sigh and a trudge up the (UGLY) stairs. It's always easier to ask for forgiveness than permission is my policy.
What were once glorious, solid wood stairs are now cracked, rough, and uneven. As soon as I started tearing up the carpet, I realized I had opened a bad can of worms. I have a bad feeling this DIY refinishing project is going to turn into a DIY calling of the hardwood floor guy and handing over a check project. Sorry, honey.