There's my poor gutted kitchen. The appliances are staying in place while the cabinets are refinished and we have guests in and out.
At least that was the plan until this morning. Adam walked in and has a thought. "I wonder if that grey stuff is asbestos?"
Ummm....
A bunch of Internet searching left us just as concerned and uninformed. Could it be some kind of wood that's grey from being exposed to plaster? But Adam had been curious about the wood floor the workers found under a couple layers of linoleum, so a hardwood expert swung by to give us an estimate on the possibility if refinishing that and took one look at the mystery material. "Did you know that there's asbestos in your walls?"
I ran out for staplegun supplies, thick plastic sheeting and respirators so nobody has to breathe the stuff.
I think we'll be staying out of the kitchen entirely until it's all encapsulated.
Old houses are full of joy! (please excuse my sarcasm)
-Simbelmynë
