Monday, January 19, 2009

Completed demolition

Matthew and Phil looking casual. You can see where the bad patch job is on the ceiling from an old heat grate. The other hole is from where Phil accidently knocked a piece of drywall off. It must have been put up well, NOT!

Another view of the real ceiling. Having a higher ceiling, and a real plaster one at that, makes such a difference in the room. Pictures can't even begin to express that. Can't wait till our new front door is where it's suppose to be!

Looking down that mysterious hole. I think this narrow hole was to allow a pocket door. Phil says no because there's no door and no track. What do you think?


We finished getting all the 2x4's, that made up the false ceiling frame work, down today. We decided the safest place to store the wood was in Phil's garage. I think the garage is what sold Phil on the house. It's a really nice 2 car garage and it's slowly being taken over by all the "too nice to throw out" materials we keep pulling out of the house. One day we'll find another place for them to go and he'll have the garage all to himself. Now I need to start steaming wallpaper off the ceiling and the last foot of the wall. We almost kept the false ceiling up because we didn't want to have exposed steam heat pipes and guess what? No pipes. We almost lived with a style that was not our taste for something that simply wasn't there. Nothing scary turned up, except for the silly patch job from where they took an grate out that allowed hot air to rise up into a bedroom. We figured it'd be patched badly since the wood they used upstairs was interesting. It won't be hard to fix right.

Matthew had a big day of trying to help tear stuff out and climbing ladders. He protested being kept out of the room. He just didn't understand why his help was not helpful. He had a great time escorting us out to the garage to put the wood away. He also "drove" the lawn mower a bit, as well as riding his outside bike. He walked all the way across the brome field. He tried to help Mom clean up the aftermath, but he just wasn't up to her standards. He couldn't figure out why that was so either. It's tough being so little.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

This mysterious hole: is it vertical? Horizontal? Dimensions? Where is in in reference to walls, floor, windows, door, etc?
A friend with a grandson one month older than Matthew got him a little broom and dustpan. He is really getting into cleaning up his messes which she figures will stand him in good stead when he goes to school or joins the service. Plus, he can help his mom and dad around the house.
You and Phil are making progress!