Good grief! I guess the subtitle of this post is a little over-stating things, I mean really - isn't a phrase like that usually reserved for parties, clubbing, etc? Well, this isn't exactly a party, but it is exciting to start seeing the plan come together! Friday evening saw a little more progress...
I got all the loose stuff scraped off and did all the cleaning, vacuuming, wire brushing and re-vacuuming. But what I didn't do - and should have, was I didn't brush on the bonding agent. So when I went to get the cement going on Saturday morning, I had to brush the stuff on which only takes a couple minutes, but then you have to wait a couple hours before applying cement. I had to figure out something to do while I waited.
Because I'm moving everything away from the walls (obviously) to the center of the basement, I'm running out of space. So while waiting for the bonding agent to get tacky, I decided to put the first coat of paint on the south wall. The basement at 173 is pretty dry, but the walls do sweat a bit in the summer. I have no idea if this is going to help, but I went with Drylok by UGL. It comes in white and gray, but the gray was a little dark, and white just seems like it'll get dirty. Turns out you can get the paint tinted, so I went with Platinum.
One significant lesson learned was...Drylock is THICK!! I'm talking break your arm thick! Anyway, I got the first coat on most of the south wall.
I think it'll look good...bright but also able to slightly hide a little bit of the dust that basements get. So I said I got the first coat on most of the wall. Here's the reason I didn't get it all done:
As I was painting I noticed a spot with a some flaking going on. I chipped it away, and chipped some more, and just about the time I thought it was done...I chipped a bit more. This is by far the deepest spot so far.
I know this isn't a great picture but my finger is at the level of the wall...that's 4 centimeters or 1.574" to be exact. So this afternoon I got that spot, and another stretch in the workshop all cleaned up and the bonding agent applied. Then it was time to wait again. I looked around and pondered this:
That's the little wall that kind of creates the workshop. The previous owner built it of a bunch of different kinds of scrap wood. I thought about taking it down and rebuilding it to look a little nicer, but you know what? It's really a solid wall, and like I've said before...I like to leave some things in the house that hearken to my friend's grandparents. Besides, it really does everything I need it to do. Here's a look from inside the shop:
See?? It does what I need it to do, and my screwdrivers and hammers already have their home! I'll just leave it...but I did paint it. I used some leftover paint from the front porch floor, and here it is now:
Gotta find a piece of scrap for the bottom, but there it is. On to that big hole now. Gotta build that up.