Mr. Pyjamas is in the laundry.
Well, it used to be my laundry. Right now it is a room with nothing in it. Not even a ceiling. Heads Up: There is gross stuff inside a roof that hasn't seen the light of day for 30 years.
Today is going to be a fun day. A third of one wall lost it's plaster in the process of bringing down the ceiling ... and I have yelled out "Are you alright?" at least five times already as a result of banging,crashing and sounds of things falling. (One of those falling things was probably Mr. Pyjamas)
And given that anything that we think will take two days usually takes three weeks I imagine the local laundrymat and I are going to become very intimate over the coming weeks.
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How's it coming? (Hopefully Mr. P hasn't fallen out of the ceiling more than once.)
Update:
In the end most of the plaster detached from the walls during this process. I have a new ceiling but not much else. I may beat your three month record Audra the way this is looking. Oh well...that gives me plenty of time to look for a vinyl decal I like.
I can't wait to renovate the kitchen....yay! Takeaway for weeks!
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