Today was a semi-productive day. I say semi because I only did half of what I wanted to do. The day started on a very high note, with an empty bladder, a mug of fresh coffee and a slice of mom's apple pie, and a 2h conversation with raspberrysalmon and eniran. Much insanity ensued, some of which will find its way on here in a little bit. When we finally parted ways, eniran came over for chocolate chip pancakes and a trip to ikea. I remembered that I had to get rid of some translation crap for work, but once that was done, we headed off to rona for some tools required to rip chunks out of my kitchen.
Ikea was a bust, as they'd run out of the kitchen island I wanted to get (they'll have it in stock for next weekend). We got back to my place and tried to find the best way to rip out the ugly cramped benches in the breakfast nook. It's a good thing the people who built this apartment were idiots, because otherwise I'd have been in trouble. Their philosophy: why use only one nail when 17 will do? There were nails everywhere, hence the fact that happiness is a strong crowbar. Nothing makes you feel more manly than a hunk of cold-forged steel in your hands!
We got both benches out with a minimum of fuss. Dear lord, could there be more paint?!?! Now I know that it's a tradition in Montreal to just slap a fresh coat of pain on top of the old one every few years, but geez, there was a good 3-4 mm of paint holding those things to the walls. That might not sound much, but that's close to half a centimeter, and yes, that's a lot of paint. I'm going to have to do some post-op work though. Ripping out all of those nails left holes in the walls, and I'm going to have to fill that with some plaster. I'm also going to have to sand down the edges where the old paint met the benches because there's a significant height difference because of all that paint. All in all though, it won't be that bad, and now we don't have the ugly benches :D