Welp, turns out I like demolition. And really, who wouldn't. I'd say my husband and I got to unleash our frustration about the basement when we demo'ed several more feet of drywall and insulation. We had discovered there was still moisture back there and our contractor recommended we remove it, wash the walls, drylock them and then new insulation and drywall would be installed.
It was super fun.
We started at 9:00 p.m.
We ended at 2:00 a.m.
This is my husband snapping a chalk line in order to make the installation of new drywall easy.
We scored the wall with various knives, and then started ripping that stuff out.
I believe the following photo is at the point when he said "This is making me sick."
This is a shot of him killing a scorpion with a crow bar. Literal overkill. Nice.
My pretty sewing room::
The drywall and insulation is currently stacked in our garage, along with our bulky basement items, like my computer desk, sewing room stuff, and couch. I suppose we'll have to break it down and toss it, but there hasn't been time for that yet.
My husband applied one layer of the drylock on a Saturday, and after painting for hours on end, he vowed he was done with that job. It was nasty stuff, requiring a respirator mask and lots of ventilation. I had made myself scarce with the kids and went to the coolest store ever. Come visit me and I'll take you there.
So, we figured it would be a good use of our money to pay our contractor to finish drylocking, which was done the following week. Again, I had to leave the house as the fumes are horrid, so I went plant shopping at the greatest nursery ever. Come visit me and I'll take you there.
The most recent development is that our contractor has prepped the concrete floors for stain, which included more chemicals, as well as concrete sanders. New insulation and drywall should be installed this week, with the floors being stained and sealed following that. I am thrilled that the work should be done soon, though I know from past experience not to count on ANY dates that a contractor promises. They all mean well. I am sure. Its just that stuff comes up and I now have no problem calling my contractor to sweetly ask him why no one showed up to do the job today. It doesn't make me mad anymore, like it did when I first started hiring contractors.
So, the contractor said the job will be done by the end of this coming weekend. How bout, I'll plan on it being done before May?