…and I’m feeling like I was run over by a Mack truck!
Yesterday, our two dads helped us take the knotty pine off the walls, along with the furring strips and most of the insulation. Oh, the wood in this room was seemingly never-ending. We still need to take down some of the cardboard-box covered insulation in the rafters and finish bringing the wood down to the garage.
You can see some of the cardboard on the picture to the right. It’s brittle and definitely a fire hazard. But brittle also means taking it down creates a mess, as the insulation just falls apart, too. To get to the topmost pieces, I have to move planks over the ceiling rafters and crawl across them. Not looking forward to this part!
We’re also going to raise the ceiling from 7-foot to 8-foot, if possible. The original ceiling was less than 7-foot — only 6’11” to the bottom of the rafter, then deduct a few inches for the furring strips and the ceiling tiles. No wonder I was feeling claustrophobic!