For those who remember our post regarding a mouse poop shower, recent developments have made that one seem like showering in a spring rain. Our living room and front bedroom have plywood ceilings oddly enough. That was apparently a quick wall-covering method in the days of slow (and expensive) lath and plaster.
Unfortunately, before the stove can go in, the plywood ceiling must go out. The good thing about tearing out plywood is that it comes out in large sections. The bad thing about plywood is that it comes out in large sections, like this:
When I tore down the first section, a plume of dirt, mouse poop, shredded insulation/nesting material, and mummified mice followed. By the time I got to a respirator, Robin was calling down from upstairs that she could “smell mouse poop” in the air. “You mean that general haze? Yeah, sorry about that.”
So, once again, a deceptively simple project turns messy … literally.