
My dear, sweet, wonderful husband tore off the first piece of paneling only to find this:

The drywall went down to just below where the trim would be....errrrrrrrrrrrr! Then to make matters worse, the "new" drywall was really only patch jobs here and there on the original plaster. Oooops!
Jim was a trooper and started tearing out all the old stuff....except he ran into problems with the corner by our closet:

Corey's birthday party is Friday evening...right now our bathroom looks like this:

1 comment:
Seriously? That's the stuff my nightmares are made of! In our second house it "began" with tearing out an old oven that didn't work, only to find that it was being held up by a TERMITE MOUND.
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