To everyone who warned me not to do this. To everyone who claimed I was getting into what could be a complete disaster. To my friends who thought ripping up my floors would lead to all sorts of ridiculousness. I say pftttt. You're a bunch of dolts.
Does that look like a disaster to you? I think not.
Any realtor will tell you that a basement skylight is a very sought after selling feature.
Speaking of which. Anyone wanna buy a house?
Just kidding. My mercury glass Christmas snowman (which you can see covered in dust and rubble to the upper right of the photo) has never been easier to access.
At most this was a hiccup. A burp. A slight bump in the road. More of a hole in the road I guess. One of those car eating sinkholes that insurance doesn't cover because you parked your car on what you knew was potentially a great big sinkhole.
Sit back, relax (in your home without poltergeist holes) and let me tell you how I got to this point.
In case you aren't caught up to this point you can read this post which explains how just over a week ago I removed 1 of the 3 floors that are laid in my foyer. Because I was curious about what was under it. Then I was curious about what was under that next floor. Which brings us to where we are.
After careful thought and realizing there is no fighting my curious nature I decide to remove the maple floor in my foyer (which just 2 weeks ago was covered by box store pine flooring).
Begin removing maple flooring. Feeling quite sassy.
Finish removing all maple flooring and am happy to see there are very few repairs to be made. Doubly sassy. Remove the last of the floor remnants.
Take a good look at the floor underneath. There is original paint from a century ago around the perimeter. This was when painting floors was the poor man's way of finishing their floors. Those who couldn't afford a carpet would paint their wood floors. Nowadays people who can't afford nice wood floors install carpet.
Momentarily fancy myself artsy enough to leave the floor exactly how it is and just clean it up a bit with washing to bring up the colour.
Come to grips with the fact I'm not that artsy. Finish cleaning up and a bit of floor removal in the closet area.
No idea. I have literally NO idea what I did Thursday. I have a feeling I may have blocked it from my memory and it probably involves centipedes. Or possibly a basement toad.
Seriously. Toads are notorious for living in basement crawl spaces. It's a thing.
Hold on. I just remembered what I did Thursday. I removed nails. Lots and lots of nails.
Place hands on hips and assess situation.
As can be seen in the photo above, there's only about 2 square feet that need to be patched. So don't ask me why at ...
... I did this.
I just kept ripping up floor. I have a feeling I did this because the support underneath the floor needed to be reinforced. It had something to do with the threshold into the dining room.
Complete basement skylight.
Start creating support for plywood subfloor by screwing 2x4s into the joists. This will allow more support for the shorter pieces of flooring.
Take a quick look around for my sass. It is nowhere to be seen. I even look outside. Nope, it's not there. I've lost my sass.
I did, on the other hand, discover exactly how many floors I needed to remove to satisfy my curiosity.
All of them.
To be continued ...
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