But not every day can be a weekend. It's time to move upstairs (and do the last bit of finishing work on the main floor, since the tools are coming out anyway). So today was bathroom demolition day.
Puppies added for perspective. I'm sure they'll miss the carpet. This is the only room in the house that has any carpet left. Carpet in the bathroom. Ugh.
Big wide counter with two sinks will become a less wide vanity, still with two sinks but with a tall narrow cabinet on the right instead of the weird 'privacy' wall blocking the toilet.
We thought this might be a cast iron tub...it once was yellow. Then it was coated with something. Then it started peeling. It's really quite delightful. It turns out that it's not cast iron, but it is steel. Horking that thing out meant taking out a lot of drywall - it will all have to come down anyway. Getting the tub downstairs and to the dumpster in the driveway gave me a scraped ear and a bruised arm. I know, poor me.
We already had all of the upstairs windows replaced. It's a shame they did such a nice job on the trim, because I had to take it off in order to get that fake tile stuff off of the walls.
And under the carpet? Some funky linoleum. My experience with this stuff in the kitchen leads me to believe that the skill saw is in order here. The entire floor must come up in 2 x 2 chunks. We'll be left with the ship lap which we will cover with 3/4 ply and then with some porcelain tile. Already on order.
Rory is happy there is no more bathtub. This is where he used to get his baths. Obviously, with the tub giving up its skin already, I wasn't too concerned about dog nails. Don't worry Rory, it's too cold for baths now anyway.
Does anybody know a good, available, drywaller? We have done it. We CAN do it. But I don't want to.