...Maybe its more of a murder room.

The first step in redoing the clown room floors has been covering the floor-to-ceiling bookcases that my dad put in for me a few years ago. We don't really have enough room to store the bookcase contents elsewhere in the house, so we're going to try to keep out the dust from sanding and leave them where they are.

The result looks like something from Dexter. There is just enough of an opening for my neighbours to look in and wonder what we're up to, though their view is currently blocked by a tiny creepy box of clowns. I fully expect them to call the cops at some point.