Demo Done!

But no thanks to this rotten tool that I was not very optimistic about. No, that thing turned out to be even more useless than I feared — both because of the lawsuit-mandated low mass, and the particulars of our laundry room.

We were told this house was built in 1982 (we bought it in 1999). But judging from the fossils we found under our tiles, and the primitive nature of the glue that held them down (closely resembling the more viscous portions of the La Brea tar pits), I’d say our old laundry room tiles were laid in the late Cretaceous Era. Enough time has passed so that the tiles had themselves mineralized, and had become one with the concrete.

So in the end I dragged out my trusty air hammer, put my biggest chisel bit in it (just one inch wide), and hammered off all 150 square feet of tile. Oh, my aching arms!

But it’s done. Debbie cleaned up while I hammered (which was a huge help), and we got it all done in just four hours. Now for the cleanup!