After my sander failure, I got on the computer to waste some time. After an hour, I went back outside to see if the sander would start up again. A thunderstorm had passed but I didn't think much of it other than hoping that it wouldn't wake my girls. So, I go back outside and despite the fact that the table was on the covered patio, it got drenched! We must have had some horizontal rain! So, I mop up the water from the table and check the sander. Still dead. I decided to call Mr. T to tell him about my sander failure. First, he asked if I'd kept the receipt. I probably do have it somewhere, but who knows where? Then he says, "Wait, are you outside? Check the plug." I had checked the plug, but apparently the outdoor plug tends to push the plug out. Checked again - Voila!
So, I managed to at least get half the table done before mommy duties resumed. And here's the mess on my clothes after my attempt to brush off the dust! This is one reason I hate staining. The other reason is the mess of stain itself. I much prefer paint!
Back on track! I think I should be able to finish tomorrow. I'll probably need another day to let it dry before bringing it back in. Yay!