Basement Hell

We are in the middle of painting the basement floor with a garage epoxy. It is killing my soul. We've moved everything (including washer & dryer, refrigerator, all shelving, workbenches, etc) out. It is either in our dining room, guest room, garage or covered with a tarp in our backyard.

On Saturday, Ken and Andrew stripped 100 year old paint in the gear room. Full on respirators, hazmat suits, chemical gloves, the works. They finished around 1:30 am.

Yesterday, Ken did a test patch of the etcher/cleaner. It immediately fizzes and then you scrub 20 minutes later. This is what we're doing tonight over the entirety of the basement floor.

Tomorrow is the primer.

Wednesday is the first coat of epoxy paint.

Thursday is the second coat of epoxy paint.

3 days until furniture can come back means Sunday night. Did I mention we have no heat until this process is finished.

Hell is cold.