I had been puzzling for months about the bathroom floor. Why would anyone put a green and gold floor in a bathroom otherwise completely covered (walls, ceiling, cabinet doors, insides of the two room doors) in milk glass tiles with a faint blue-gray cast, and peachy-beige fixtures? I’m a great believer in colors matching – it makes up for a host of evils, and every time I was in the bathroom, I contemplated this anomaly.
It finally became unbearable to be in the room, which was difficult, because it was essential. I noticed a small whitish patch near the door, and concluded the color was years of built-up wax (on a no-wax floor – what were people thinking?)
I proceeded to attack the floor with 1) Spic ‘N Span and ammonia, 2) vinegar, 3) denatured alcohol, which dissolves a lot of finishes, 4) mineral spirits, 5) nail polish remover (if it had worked, I would have gotten a can of acetone). Not to mention the Bon Ami and Barkeeper’s Friend. Amazing stuff, acrylic floor wax, I said – nothing touches it – and went to purchase commercial wax stripper. Which didn’t budge it, either.
At the end of the day, in despair, I took a putty knife to a bit of tile where it looked like the coat of wax was peeling a bit. And a huge sheet peeled right up, leaving a pale blue, white, and gray tile with touches of gold. Enthusiastically, I began peeling off the layers of wax. Several tiles in, I realized that what I was removing was not old wax, but the pebbled plastic no-wax layer. But the surface underneath was smooth and a much better color, so I went on.
Finally, having removed the no-wax layer, I waxed it. After adding a new shower curtain, the whole room blends together, and I’ll be able to shower until we can redo the whole thing (not high on the lists of projects so far.)