Knocking things out... literally

It's funny to think that we'd ever be happy, let alone thrilled about walking into our house to find multiple walls knocked out. But, for the next few months, knocking things out literally means knocking things out metaphorically. Thus, it is good.

The first wall we noticed missing was the wall that seperates the kitchen and eventually-to-be dining room.

(view from dining)

(view from kitchen)

The second wall that has been taken down is the master bedroom wall. The wall was plaster so in order to replace the window they must build an entirely new interior wall. This means that our room might not be ready to live in immediately, but totally worth it for the view we will have once we have a larger window.

The third thing we noticed was the bathroom-if we can even call it that- as it is really just a hollow wooden shell of what used to be a bathroom. (I guess it's kind of emo in that regard)

We started some other demo on the kitchen... and worked on the kitchen floor for a good 8 hours. After 8 hours I can tell you it is obvious we will be the FIRST set of owners without an affinity for vinyl flooring. I think by the time we are done ripping it up we will have increased the floor to ceiling height by several inches.
Oh also, there is a really disgusting layer of adhesive under the last layer of vinyl flooring. It's pretty much the worst smell I have (maybe) ever smelled... and that's coming from someone who grew up in Los Angeles and spent a lot of time on the 5 freeway. This smell is not only bad, but strong and fumey smelling... yes even stronger than the markers they don't allow children in junior high to have because of "huffing". Side note: Speaking of markers, I have taken it upon myself to sharpie different mustaches on the construction masks for an added touch of elegance.

We also got our fridge delivered today. I never knew I could develop a deep love for an appliance, but it has happened. Stainless steel, french doors, bottom pull-out freezer. Ok, ok, I'll wipe the drool. But seriously... it's amazing.

Last but not least... the prisone... I mean dogs... have been very patient with us despite their confinement... We remind them frequently that this is all for them.