Wednesday, January 13, 2010

More Progress...

December basically consisted of 1. a mad cleaning rush to make the upstairs somewhat acceptable to live in and 2. another mad cleaning rush to somewhat prepare the house for Christmas. Somehow in this month of mad dashes not many progress pictures were taken...maybe they are on P's camera? I blame the fact that no one wants to take pictures while cleaning. Especially when you are covered in plaster dust.




We look like chimney sweeps.

Preparation for moving in included...
Upstairs...
-painting the upstairs bedroom, bathroom and "closet" to minimize what I would like to call "the funk"...sometimes refered to as the "old man funk" in remembrance of old man Bill.
-cleaning plaster dust that managed to float up from the first floor and cover EVERY surface possible
-having the clawfoot tub refinished (by a complete idiot from new hampshire who not only managed to paint the tub, but to also paint the bathroom floor...which then created a permanent "dirt look" from all of said plaster dust that had been tracked into the area. awesome.
Downstairs...
Here is where we seriously underestimated what we were getting into. Demo is fun, until you have to get rid of said demo debris. Our first trip included a zipcar, or maybe I should say ziptruck. We loaded up that ziptruck and hauled who knows how much to a dumpster in a location which I can not reveal...we broke the rules(law?). The second trip got more intense. It included a uhaul truck (that's right, you NEVER know what people do with those things). We loaded a whole truck full of debris and drove it right into the city dump. I don't know if they had every seen someone do this considering you typically see dump trucks pulling up to the dump, but the scale guy didn't seem too suprised. Anyway, so after unloading our debris and driving out we discovered that we had unloaded two TONS of plaster, lath, wood, etc. That is a lot of junk...and it wasn't cheap either. This trip left us pretty burned out, so we put off the rest for when P's dad would come before Christmas. More to come...

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