The Dread Wall of Pink

Well, another day, another couple of hours toiling in the salt mines... er, basement.

We've been busy washing concrete and cutting down rigid foam insulation to glue to the foundation. Apparently, this creates a vapour barrier, meaning you don't have to deal with the plastic stuff on the inside of the studs. And given our experience with plastic vapour barrier in the garage, we don't want to deal with the plastic stuff. We suck at it.

Anyway, here's the end result:



I call it the Dread Wall of Pink. The War Department calls it a job well done. (You see why we don't see eye-to-eye on a lot of these projects, eh?)

Here it is from another angle (different angle, same piece-of-shit camera):



And here's me, threatening to use the knife on Amy if she doesn't quit taking pictures of me with the shitty camera and get back to work:



Meh, it beats digging, I suppose.

Also, after much discussion and poking about with metal objects near live wires, we finally determined that the electrical panel is NOT attached to the cabinet around it, and have begun removing said cabinet:



I really hate "gentle demo", where you have to be careful about breaking shit. Gimme a hammer, and let me beat the shit out of something! Wooo!

I mentioned something a couple of posts back about cleaning concrete not being easy to photograph? Well, the wavy line in this picture puts the lie to that!



Yes, you DID just take a closer look at old concrete. How's that for value for your entertainment dollar, eh?

PS - the word "shit" in this post was added solely for Fred's benefit, because he complained about the lack of swearing on the site. We'll have none of that shit around here.