In our last kitchen update we still had our lovely sea-foam tile floor. After 6 hours of "I think I'm going to fall-over a die," hard labor with a a hammer and crowbar, I got it up. In all honesty it actually took about 8 hours, but the last two were accomplished by my friend's husband. (Marianne and Michael I will owe you forever!!) Stanton was conveniently on a business trip for this stage of the demolition and by the end of the day I was falling apart in tears, so Marianne made me shower and whisked me away while Michael stepped into watch the kids and finish hacking away at that wretched tile. Seriously, show me better friends....impossible!
So- after banishing the ceramic beast we were left with the vinyl floor/press board dragon. ( see above photo) Decorating in the 60's was especially lovely wasn't it? It took another 8 hours of that before mentioned self-torture to get it up ( including a few more hours help from the same great friends)
All I can say is I am so glad that I started a more serious weight-lifting routine this past month! In fact if you ever plan on doing a similar project- make sure you spend a few weeks in the gym doing a lot of dead-lifts. It will save you! I know it did me. Another thing that helped me was my constant mental soundtrack of,"She's a maniac, maniac on the floor!" ( If for some crazy reason you're not familiar with this classic song you can listen to it here.)
So now we are here with only the sub-floor: (which we have discovered is very poor quality and needs to be replaced as well. Of course....)
Last step to demo? Saying goodbye to the stove, sink and dishwasher. For the next month it is barbecue and paper products only- with a side of microwave meals from Trader Joe's( they have some good ones) and generous donations from good neighbors. :)
The adventure continues this week with electrical and plumbing work.
So much fun!