It’s four days now, or – in terms of the pictures on my demolition calendar – it’s three smiley faces and one face sticking out its tongue. Really, things are fine; but our house has plaster walls and taking them down to the studs in two rooms has begun to have an effect that ressembles snow indoors.
Or maybe the Pillsbury® Doughboy exploding. Fine, white dust is everywhere, even where we’re not doing demolition. It seeps through the vents and ducts of the air conditioning and heating system.
It’s something we didn’t think of. So . . . once the demo work is done, I’m now going to have someone come in and clean our ducts before the heating season starts and we create clouds of white plaster dust emitting from the registers. Then I’m having the furnace itself cleaned. And the carpeting. And the upholstered furniture.
To keep the dust away from hard-to-clean places, I’ve begun taking precautions. I’ve lowered the lid on my grand piano, rolled up the area rug in the foyer, and begun closing off rooms by keeping their doors shut.
I don’t know what we could have done to avoid this; and, if it’s the only thing that we didn’t anticipate . . . well, then I see a lot more smiley faces on the horizon.
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