It was ten years ago this week that we first took hammer and pry bar to plaster and started the renovation on the inn. Want to take a little walk down memory lane with me and revisit the project?
It was a daunting task; we had two sets of walls to remove on each side of the house, including plaster, lath, vertical supports and, on one side of the house, a bunch of brick. The plaster dust was horrid and I remember that the combination of dust mask and goggles made my glasses fog up something awful, but not wearing the protective gear was worse.
We worked from about 8 a.m. to dusk seven days a week that winter, and on into spring. My dad, who lives two hours away, drove out every weekend for six months and put in two days of work to help out. That extra pair of hands was an enormous help, especially when hanging sheetrock. In addition to my dad we had a team of plumbers and an electrician to handle those trades and I found someone to hang the wallpaper in the bathrooms. A couple of friends came out and gave us the gift of a few days of work, mostly painting, and towards the very end I did hire someone local to help with the interior painting and another local person to scrape & repaint the front facade of the house. Other than that, my husband & I did all the work ourselves.
