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flooring and other exciting troubleshooting opportunities

...where did we leave off last time.... oh, yes. mold. google came through. after a significant amount of online research i found a handy article with applicable youtube video demonstrating the easiest way to remove subfloor and flooring quickly when your subfloor is ruined (for whatever reason). basically, you pop off the air vent cover, drop your circular saw in the vent opening to adjust the blade to the proper height to cut through the top flooring and the subfloor without damaging any additional layers below. my dad did the first row or two and then i did a few rows. 
my dad is the best

better picture of the scored sections
we finished strong with my parents and i working as an assembly line of productivity. after each square is cut/scored, you have to pop it up with a pry-bar, then hammer the nails down flat so no one gets harpooned. 
                                           

after all of the flooring was up, bought new subfloor (23/32") and we threw that down relatively easily. minimal cuts were needed. thanks to my mom and the air compressor powered nail gun, that was secured quickly and the floors were safe to traverse again. 
Ollie was *very* helpful during this stage

at this point i already ripped off the backsplash and major repairs were needed to fix what the electrician had to do
the time between subfloor to electrical work completed was a week - not bad. it was fantastic not to have to wear the mask, but having no lights in the kitchen is not helpful when it comes to productivity. the next step was my new best friend: randy the plaster guy. while waiting for my best friend in the making, randy, my mom and i got to spackling the *huge* defects from tile removal and repairing the large chunks of plaster and drywall that had to be removed for the electrician's work. 

 nearly all of the cabinets are assembled - however, i must construct my modified cabinet for the odd 6" space that is next to the sink. that shall happen this weekend in addition to cutting and painting new doorway trim. love me some woodworking! 

 randy the plaster guy was recommended by someone at work and i'm so grateful for the referral. he did everything that needed to be done in two days. minimal mess and it looks amazing!! i had a sinking, cracked, drooping ceiling in the kitchen due to the previous water leak and serious droop in the living room from water damage, plus the back hall (where the full-on WATERFALL was 18 months ago) had a huge hole from where my dad poked his finger into cracked plaster and made a pretty impressive crater. that is all fixed now and beautiful! i'm incredibly excited about that project being completed. 
hard to fully appreciate without seeing the previously sinking, cracked ceiling - but this is spectacular!
SIDE NOTE ::: THE HORRIBLE PEA GREEN IS GONE!! 
we started painting today - primed the whole room, painted the ceiling and walls (one coat only thus far), but things are coming together nicely. i love the shade of grey i got from Ace Hardware (stone garden by clark & kensington). pictures to come when the second coat goes up! 

 after week three of traveling between my house and my parents' house, the dogs are being troopers, but are quite sick of being in the car and sequestered away from paint, nails, etc. 
hanging while we patch holes

kai passed out

his favorite chair on the porch - manly magenta

aaaaaaannnnnd -- i leave you with this ::: backsplash!!!


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