After I convinced Demolition-Darryl and No-Holds-Barred-Nate that we did indeed have to clear the room before it became a construction zone it looked like this.
If you look closely you can see the joy on his face. (Here is my disclaimer: You might notice throughout these pictures that certain peoples are not wearing the correct goggles, facemasks, shoes or even pants. Despite this oversight/ lack of caring I tried to make this worksite as safe as possible with constant shouts of "watch out," "be careful," or "are you crazy." And the good news is that no one is missing any appendages.)
There is Nate amidst the remains of an acoustic drop ceiling that must have been only 7 feet high. You can see that the wall to the right of Nate is mostly devoid of drywall at this time.
You can see where the vanity once sat (below the mirror) and the toilet to the right. The shower is still in there.
The guys decided that, since they had not used a power tool up to this point, the best way to get the shower out was to cut it into pieces...in the bedroom.
The last remaining piece of history. Love that etched plastic light fixture.
Doesn't the room already feel fresher with the orange carpet torn out?
Meanwhile, back at the ranch...
I am exhausted just thinking about this weekend. Hoped you enjoyed!