Homemade Hardwood Floor Polish
Yes.
High-quality, cold-pressed olive oil?
Oh, yes.
Come on people. Of course.
Yes, yes, and yes.
Hydrogenated & rancid vegetable oils?
No thank you.
It's not secret we're fond of real, whole fats around here on the homestead. Let's be honest, I've been known to slather a vegetable or two with butter in my day. So many may be surprised to see that giant bottle of vegetable oil hidden in my pantry.
Say what?!?!
But behold! I have found a great use for this oil!
And no. It ain't goin' in our bodies. Matter of fact, it's goin' on our wood floors.
Yes, my friends. It's the very best use I can think of for such a nutritional backwards and unhealthy product. In an ode to what I think of hydrogenated oils, I give you:
Homemade Hardwood Floor Polish
You will need:
- 1 recycled empty squirt bottle
- 2 1/2 cups cheap, vegetable oil
- 1 1/2 cups cheap, white vinegar
- 15 drops essential oils, optional
Combine the oil, vinegar, and essential oil in the squirt bottle. You'll have to keep shaking to combine as you go. Squirt on your swept, hardwood floors. Mop over the floors with a rag or mop.
Enjoy the fact that you have clean, shiny floors. Free of nasty commercial chemicals so often present in household cleaners and polishes.
Seriously, y'all. I've used this cleaner for months now. It's awesome.
I love our pecan floors, and even though they need to be refinished in a BAD way, I still love being able to help them at least sparkle a little extra.
This polish also works great on our buffet table and dining table and chairs. Alright, let's go bigger picture: it'll work great on any wood pieces, I imagine. And it's cheap.
And frankly, it's the best utilization of vegetable oil I can imagine.
Which, by the way, they sell at the dollar store (just tryin' to stay frugal, man).
It's not rocket science. But it is awesome. Less chemicals and less money to have beautifully polished and clean floors.
Booya.
By the way, it's been very warm here the past few days. As in, like, flip-flop and shorts warm. As in, I wore a cardigan and started to sweat like an athlete warm. All that to say, I found my first palmetto bug of the season yesterday on the floor by the door. They haven't graced us with their presence since last fall and you can imagine the excitement I feel for their return.
It simply confirmed my theory.
Nothing in Alabama ever dies.
It just keeps growin' and growin' and growin' until one day it's so big it'll just start to take over the world.
Just a theory.