Stairs, handrail, and switchplate areas were covered. The fumes were noxious! They needed me to come down and clarify instructions in an area. I was told we needed to be quick, or I'd get asphyxiated. Yikes! The dude spraying looked like a toxic waste worker decked out in his plastic suit and gas mask. Kylen and I stayed in a bedroom with the door shut, me holding a sheet over my mouth and nose. I could still smell it.
Rough spots made smooth with a sander and texture sprayed on for the bumpy look.
Next step: painting.
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