As Jen promised, here is live-action footage of us in full demolition mode. This is the really fun part; it lasts about 20 minutes, and then we have to clean up for 10 hours.
Did we mention that we reached the one hundredth bag of debris? We're now about 25 bags past that--and we aren't actually counting the big black bags of debris, only the little white bags, because we didn't start to count bags until we were onto the second demo project. We are on our second 100-bag roll of the black 33-gallon, 4mm contractor bags, but most of the first hundred were used upstairs on the tenants' apartment.Our next task is to deal with the tin ceiling in the front bedroom. We really want to keep the ceiling, but there is naturally enough a wrinkle. In the course of tearing down the wall separating that room from the ex-kitchen, we discovered that the tin ceiling was not, in fact, original. It had been pretty well installed, which disguised its non-originalness (imagine that--renovation work that wasn't crappy!), but there was a painted plaster ceiling with an original molding underneath it (or, technically, on top of it, since the tin was installed as the second layer). The plaster, as is the way of plaster when it reaches the ripe old age of 100 or so, has fallen from the lath onto the tin below it, which is holding the plaster up through being attached to itself by a series of tiny wire nails. Does this sound like a disaster in the making to you? Does to me!
