With all the painting done, it was time to tackle the lovely floors. The floor tiles are “vintage” green asbestos squares. Neither one of us really wanted to fool with pulling and probably breaking them up. Cleaning and sealing is definitely the best course of action!
Eric tried all sorts of cleaning solutions. Amonia scrubs, bleach rinses (not at the same time…heh), and just a bunch of elbow grease. Dirt was coming up, but the tiles were still filthy. One of my neighboring shops loaned me stripper call Hurricane. I have no idea whats in it, but when she told me the schools were no longer allowed to use it because of the chemicals, I knew I had found the answer!
Hurricane and water scrubbed onto the floor…….magic! The tiles totally stripped with no problem!
Left side stripped, right side still ookie…
In two days Eric was able to strip the floor, and put two coats of sealer.
Toilet fixed. Check! Hot water heater installed. Check! Call to Town Hall. Check! I now have water service. Whooooo hoooooo! Eric and I scamper down to the basement (yes the scary the Silence of the Lambs one) to turn the water main. But wait… where is it? We look all over that creepy crawly space but find no water cut off.
What does this mean? Could there really be ANOTHER creepy space under this building? Why YES! Yes there is. A few phone calls later, I have in my hand a key that opens the basement area around the back of the building.
This can’t be right? Can it?!
Sigh…. the key fits the rusty old lock……
Ughhhh….. it’s even worse than I expected. Where the hell is that water shut off?! (Eric looks creepy doesn’t he?!)