First Blood

I almost forgot- the ritual blood sacrifice to Thor, God of Thunder and Home Improvement (why else would he carry a hammer?) has been made- I managed to pinch the palm of my hand between a hammer and a prybar. No pictures- I'm sparing you that- but There Was Blood, even if it was just a little. Hopefully my sacrifice will not go unrewarded.

And so it begins

Not with a bang, or even a whimper. No- it begins with the grinding sound of an electric screwdriver. Then the bang- when I pry off the Corian (tm) backsplash.

Cupboard doors are off, the dead microwave/range hood is gone (shorted out 2 months ago- didn't bother to fix it since it wasn't in the plan for the new kitchen), and Sherri and I spent much of Sunday sorting things into "store", "use" and "lose" piles.

Good news- the vinyl floor is only edge-glued! We won't have to scrape glue off ALL the plywood subfloor. Possible bad news- will may have to remove the plywood sub-floor to leave proper clearance under the doors for the new wood floor. What does it look like under that on the main subfloor- or is that it? Won't really know until the first cabinets come out (hopefully tomorrow night) so we can get a look at all the layers.

On the plus side- I finally got to justify that reciprocating saw! Picked it up tonight. Got a new, very destructive power tool; It's a good day.