I’m sure Karen will soon have more pictures of the chaos going on here, but here’s a sample. The big project for the past few days has been stucco removal–like flaying the house alive, actually, since it leaves everything still standing and more or less intact, but … skinless. It’s creepy. And a bit scary, too, since we’re actually destroying a significant part of our home. There’s no going back now.

skinned house

I helped with the skinning for one day. Stucco removal is a bitch. Fortunately for me it doesn’t take much intelligence. You just kind of bang and scrape and smash at the stuff with a two-foot crowbar until it comes off, in big chunks and in little pieces. And try not to hit yourself in the thigh or drop big pieces of masonry on your foot.