How to remove staples from Hardwood Floors!
I’ve done lots of home improvement projects, but only on a beginner level, so I still have a TON of things to learn and re-learn with each new project.
With this flooring project I knew how to remove the plywood sub-floor and linoleum, but I did not consciously anticipate the sub-floor leaving behind what felt like billions of staples that did not come up with the plywood.
My first instinct was to pull the staples with the tools I had with me, which were just screwdrivers and a pair of regular non-locking pliers.
Both tools were painfully inadequate and the very first wave of regret and panic washed over me as I looked out at what seemed to be an army of tiny little staples marching in formation as far as the eye could see — threatening to destroy all home improvement dreams.
I thought I was being logical when I figured that I could yank each staple out at the angle they were put in – straight up and out – using brute force.
I dont know why I thought this. That certainly isnt how I would try to pull a nail!
It just goes to show you that fear (that I was in over my head with this project) can make you forget things you already know, and make illogical thoughts seem right!
I thought I was being logical when I figured that I could yank each staple out at the angle they were put in – straight up and out – using brute force.
I dont know why I thought this. That certainly isnt how I would try to pull a nail!
It just goes to show you that fear (that I was in over my head with this project) can make you forget things you already know, and make illogical thoughts seem right!
Then we remembered that locking pliers exist, and are a far better fit than the non-locking ones I tried, that left my hand aching and exhausted after only a few staples.
So, to pass on the knowledge, and to remind myself for any future projects, here is how I did it.
Step 1: Look at all the staples and freak out as you realize that you are about to spend a huge portion of your life on the floor, crushing the flesh between your knee bones and the floor (or you can do as I did and do the majority of the work sort of lying on the ground like a sea lion).
I’d say this staple pulling extravaganza was a combined total of about 4 hours of lying on the ground with non-stop staple pulling fun, and by the end of it I was feeling a distinct urge to clap my flippers and beg someone to toss me a fish.
Or you could wear knee pads.
Or you could wear knee pads.
Step 2: Find those locking pliers and lock them down on a staple. You will probably have to adjust them so that they grip tightly enough to pull the staple, but not so tightly that locking and unlocking the pliers is painfully difficult.
Step 3: Once locked on, just tip the pliers to the side and follow the curve of the tool, slowly rolling the tool on the floor and letting it do all the work of prying the staple out.
The staple will start to pull up and will bend a bit as it comes up. Take it slow, because some staples are in there better than others, and some pull out easier than others.
I can’t tell you how many times a staple came out slowly with a lot of resistance and then suddenly no resistance causing me to crush my poor thumb against the ground with the tool. OUCH!
Step 4: The staple comes out and you realize it was pretty easy and you only have to do it a billion more times!
Now, maybe I get a bit loopy when I do a tedious and monotonous task, but take a look at those pictures and tell me you don’t see a face on the locking pliers!
It looks like a prehistoric staple eating creature! I love him and want to keep him as a pet and name him!
I wish I could report that I gave the staple eating creature a creative name befitting his prehistoric and slightly amphibian countenance, but I didn’t. I named him “Facey” — because he has a face, and I am a doofus.
This is really all the proof I need to know for certain that I spent too many hours in solitude on that floor with the staples, and that it may have caused my brain to transform into a bowl of oatmeal.
Okay, that is the end of my big ‘how to pull a staple out of wood” tutorial.
Though I suppose all of this article could have been summarized by saying;
“Pull staples from wood using locking pliers. The End.”
…but that wouldnt be nearly as much fun as describing myself as a sea lion, a doofus, an oatmeal brain and someone who names her tools and thinks that they are prehistoric amphibians that eat staples.
I wish I could report that I gave the staple eating creature a creative name befitting his prehistoric and slightly amphibian countenance, but I didn’t. I named him “Facey” — because he has a face, and I am a doofus.
This is really all the proof I need to know for certain that I spent too many hours in solitude on that floor with the staples, and that it may have caused my brain to transform into a bowl of oatmeal.
Okay, that is the end of my big ‘how to pull a staple out of wood” tutorial.
Though I suppose all of this article could have been summarized by saying;
“Pull staples from wood using locking pliers. The End.”
…but that wouldnt be nearly as much fun as describing myself as a sea lion, a doofus, an oatmeal brain and someone who names her tools and thinks that they are prehistoric amphibians that eat staples.
