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Look Mom!  No holes!

There is plywood on the floor! O Happy Day! The new chimney is complete, too, which means we have heat again.

A wall. Studs included (as opposed to the hack job of sticks inside the wall previously).

A new wall in the making. Studs included! (As opposed to the hack job of sticks inside the wall previously.) Note the new electrical wire being run and that fancy three-stud corner I figured out how to do from the internet.

Note there is a new outlet

A new header for the doorway between the living room and kitchen.

Seems I’ve stumbled onto a way to get that camera snapping in my hands on a regular basis.
I like it.
The battery was recharging when I missed a few shots of dust billowing out of the trash can as we swept up plaster and insulation dust and dirt and bricks from the basement.  Would have been a cool picture to make.
The excuse of documenting the remodel forces me to keep the camera handy! My brain has responded by framing shots constantly.
The last big chuck of chimney.

The last big chunk of chimney.

Looking down where the chimney used to be, from the top level to the basement. Another favorite shot.  I'm beginning to think I'm becoming a photographer again.

Looking down where the chimney used to be, from the top level to the basement. A new favorite shot.

Disoriented?  Me too.

Disoriented? Me too.

Another new favorite.

Another new favorite.

Sean was compelled to walk across the opening in the floor over and over again, giving me a slight heart attack each time he did.  He almost tripped once, too.

Sean was compelled to walk across the opening in the floor over and over again, giving me a slight heart attack each time he did. He almost tripped once, too.

This feels like progress.  Chimney removed, new chimney pipe started, rotted floorboards replaced.  Floor as close to level as we can hope.

This feels like progress. Chimney removed, new chimney pipe started, rotted floorboards replaced. After monkeying with the joists, the floor is as level as we can hope for in a 120-year-old farm house.

Found between layers of subfloor...

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From January 1892!

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