I wasn’t gonna do it. The original plan was for a dark Walnut color. But I only had one quart of it left and I knew it was discontinued and I might not be able to get any more of it. That’s not a good thing half-way through a project like this.
Besides, what if I want to do other projects in the house with this color?
So, I opened my metal storage cabinet where I keep my finishing materials and perused the cans. I had already made color samples of most of these and decided they weren’t suitable.
Then I saw it. The perfect color sitting right there in front of me. Bombay Mahoganey. It is nearly the same color as my kitchen cabinets and the accent furniture in the family room.
The only problem?
I bought this can a couple years ago when I thought it was a good solution to a problem back then. The color sample didn’t work out for that project, but, here it was, staring at me. The perfect color, the worst medium I could imagine.
How bad could it be?
So on it went. I thinned it down some so it would spray nicely in my HVLP gravity fed gun. It looked lovely! I was so pleased with myself that I silently congratulated myself on such a good outcome.
But… Polyurethane takes SIX HOURS to dry. SIX!
That means, once I put it on, there was no more shop time for me today.
I sat in my family room staring at the partially completed wall thinking I should be doing SOMETHING. But there was nothing to do but wait.
After two hours, I went out to check the top. The test scrap I made was still as wet as it was when I applied it.
Then I noticed it. Dirt, bugs and what looked like the death bed of a moth or some other flying critter—there on my lovely top.
Now I remember why I HATE Polyurethane.
There was no help for it except to wait until morning.
So, this morning I got up early, took the DA with 220 grit (A little heavy I admit, but I was pissed) and I sanded out the bugs and the dirt and the death-squalor evidence.
A quick coat before I leave for work and there is a chance I might be able to make some sawdust tonight.
It’s a bit darker with the second coat, but, so far it looks good.
No more evidence of suicidal moths.
Now, if it would only stay that way for the rest of the day.
Did I mention I HATE POLYURETHANE?
-- "Hard work is not defined by the difficulty of the task as much as a person's desire to perform it.", DS251