Restoration History 2: Gasp!
Year One
On our first night of ownership we tore out the nasty smoke and urine stained carpet (aka: floor protectors).
In the first month in our new house (March 2002) we added heat and quickly painted a bedroom.
Life might have continued on with me painting everything white had I not gone to a fantastic home tour in our neighborhood We quickly bought every book we could find on bungalows and took our first visit to the Gamble House.
Ahhh….. So Beautiful!!!... (and the girl’s cute too).
That summer we taught summer school (booooo!) and we plastered and painted one more room. Plus we had our fir floors stripped of many layers of paint by some guys who rolled out of the back of a van, Cheech and Chong style.

Kris prepares the room for painting.

Fin
I also decided to cedar-line a closet and build an organizer using my first real tool (Dewalt 14.4 v Drill)
Crazed look in eyes = woodworking bug takes over brain.
The Horror
Our home inspector warned us not to use the fireplace due to the illegal drywall box surrounding it.
The Spring of 2003 I decided to remove the mysterious box..
What the?

Come Closer Clarice…

Closer still.
Someone had done something unspeakable to our fireplace. So that explains the 200 or so bricks I found burried in the back yard.
In the Can (Is that crass?)
Meanwhile in the bathroom, the 70’s rocked on. Spanish tile and a huge “oak” cabinet.. plus gold framed mirror and round “makeup staition / yacht lights”.

Here is the bathroom after I got the bright idea of painting the oak cabinet white, the walls red, and switching out the light fixtures while Kristin was out of town. (Too much HGTV).
One of the saving graces of the house was the original clawfoot tub. Unfortunately it was so disgustingly dirty that I can only warn you … 
_Look away! (That was a clean day.)
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