
Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in. It looks as though I'm going to have to take down this wall so I can finish framing the laundry room closet ceiling and the rest of the hallway ceiling.

Well, it was going to have to go eventually anyway. I'll also have to move this door a couple of feet to the left. And then tie in the new wall to the old framing, which might be tricky.
I sometimes feel as though I may never finish demolishing, but then I remember that there is a finite amount of material to be demolished and I am approaching the end of it. So far we've put 8 tons of house into dumpsters, brought 1.5 tons to the dump in a pickup truck, and brought 5 Subaru Units, at roughly a half ton per trip, to the dump as well. That makes 12 tons of house. Hopefully, the reduced weight of the house will really improve our highway mileage.
If I had one of these, I could have made just one trip.
Since April is national poetry month, I have a poem:
Stack-Ranked Tools for Demo
Hammer
Prybar
Circuit tester
Sawzall
Lung protection
Ear protection
Broom
Shop vac
Shovel
Sports radio

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