We forgot what it was like to deal with a substantial renovation. The last time we dived, head first, into a something like this it was Basement Suite 2.0 and we had no idea what we were getting into. We had possession of the house for one day before we started tearing it apart. We knew that we were going to come up against some hardships and mistakes. We even knew that we would find some unlikely things behind the walls. Like a bear claw. It's true, I found one. But we didn't know how angry or frustrated we would get trying to make things work or finding out that they didn't. Blurg.
I forgot about the anger. I forgot about the frustration. I forgot that this house is 80 years old and most likely has layers upon layers of linoleum, plywood and drywall covering up the 60s, 70s and 80s. So of course it took us 3 days to demo the bathroom because it had 3 generational layers! Blurg.
I can't believe how much crap came out of that bathroom. And its still coming. The plumber is in there now shaking his head and saying stuff like "they don't make these anymore." I know that! Gotta replace it. Ok. What does that mean for us? More work. Blurg.
I also forgot what it felt like to have drywall wall dust everywhere. And I mean EVERYWHERE! Why we didn't learn to put a plastic sheet over the bathroom door while we were demolishing I will never know. But, we cleaned it up, hired someone to take the crap away and went to Cool J's work to have a shower. Ahhhh employee benefits.
I keep standing in the middle of the empty room looking around and saying to myself, "why did we do this?". Oh yeah, so we wouldn't have to look at the duct tape holding the shower together anymore. Right! Oh, and because not having a fan was simply not an option anymore. Right! So the plumber is here, doing the best he can with what he's got. And we are going to do our best to make this a quick and painless renovation. Famous last words.