Wreckin' The Place.

Who doesn't love some good ol' fashioned demolition?  I know I do!  My brother, Adam, made a really clever suggestion to us come the Saturday after closing - his first visit to our new humble abode.  After scoping the place out, he mentioned how the front closet missing one door could be removed, thus opening up the entire entryway.  What's that you say?  A plain, unobstructed view to my future lime green door and or new and improved kitchen?  Ok!  Sold!  So, with that decision made, my dad began disassembling the front closet.  Not too long after, however, he found that the closet was built like Fort Knox leading him to believe that it could be potentially load bearing.  Psych!  It wasn't (well the wall to the very far right lining the staircase is, but the rest is not) and the rest of the closet will be magically transformed into ... I'm not telling. 

 

While the closet destruction was taking place, Ed and I began demolition on the mold-riddled bathroom upstairs and IT. WAS. FUN!  The amount of mold surprised us, but not on a 'holy crap that's a ton of mold' scale, but more of a 'that's it?' scale.  The mold was 95% around the tub and the remaining 5% on the floor - honestly, I was expecting to see it EVERYWHERE.  So, Ed and I to got swingin' our sledge hammers and pounding on the crowbars and took that bathroom down.  Kel & Ed: 1, Moldy Bathroom: 0.

When too may cooks were in the umm, bathroom, Ed, Adam and Dad all went down to the kitchen to see what disaster they could stir up.  Well, lo-and-behold, a disaster was waiting to be found, and found it those men did.  Remember the full frontal of our giant fridge and the UGLY white cabinets that surrounded them?  They are gone. Hasta la bye-bye. Adios.  Ed took his new toy, the sawzall, and wrecked 'um (wrecked 'um? damn near killed 'um!).  What discoveries were made behind the monster fridge and not-attached-to-anything cabinets??? MOLD!!!  wah-wah.  Also, we found that the lazy-ass geniuses that put this 'kitchen' together decided to tile AROUND the cabinets and fridge.  They also shimmed the countertop to 'attach' it to the cabinets.  So, honestly, Ed and I have decided that the entire kitchen is going to be replaced.  Hear that screaming?  Yea, that's our wallet saying uncle.  

So what were Ed, Adam, Dad, and myself left to do?  Hey!  Don't judge.  It was a long (albeit saddening) day.  Well, for some of us.