Looking in towards the bathroom. All the drywall is down, and the studs between the bathroom and the front room are completely gone.
Looking towards the front door from the far corner. There’s only a short section of drywall on the walls left to remove, and then the ceiling comes down. Have I mentioned how much I hate blown fiberglas insulation?
I’ve hauled, at a conservative estimate, a ton of debris with Clifford (If the two truckloads I hauled with Mr. Scout equalled 3/4 ton, the three truckloads I moved on Friday and Saturday have to be at least a ton) and for his continued indulgence I have to say THANK YOU, DAVE.