Week 2 |
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Emboldened by my ability to follow directions, Amy got more daring and gave me significant new tasks, which involved tearing out the cabinet above the fridge and continue the de-paneling and de-plastering all the way back into the niche where the fridge stays. She also decided that while the kitchen was a wreck, i might as well tear up the floor. |
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Nikki Cohen came over to help with the wire brushing. She wire-brushed herself grey hair. | Behind the dust-lock the wall is coming along nicely. | The dustman commeth. |
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And how cool is this? Sculptor Maria Nevelson turned my kitchen cabinet remnants into a diptych. Those nasty old doors will live on in a museum. |
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By Saturday morning all the tile had been scraped off of the floor and Amy and I went to rent a drum sander from Home Depot. The Very Helpful Guy in rentals told me that I couldn't sand with adhesive down on the floor. I had to strip the floor first. I asked him if he'd stripped his floor. He said no, he tiled over it instead. So, anyway, I bought a gallon of some stuff called Klean Strip Adhesive Remover. You plop it down on the floor with a paint brush, wait half an hour, then scrape it off. It was nasty work and it didn't get all the bits of tar-paper that were the backing of the original tile, but the floor stopped being sticky. Previously, it had the power to rip off a poorly tied shoe and leave you with one foot firmly affixed to the floor and the other dangling, stocking clad, in the air above. |
Nine trash bags of floor tile and one bag of glue and goo and buckets and
scrapers and implements of destruction.
The trash men love me.
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