Day One

I woke up at 6:30 this morning. An anomaly in my regular routine of 9 ish to whenever. I was wide awake, thinking about all the stuff that we're going to do with the place. I went to work (I gotta make some money somehow till the cafe takes off) at 8, that never happens. Demolition began with me and Annali (one of the other owners/investors) at around 2. We bashed in walls, tore down ceilings, ripped through drywall and made the place look like it had just went through a 9.5 earthquake.

Day 1 results: took out fake ceiling. Exposed all brick on South wall up to "Mediterranean Room" so named because of the once ugly arch that stood at the front of it. Speaking of which, that room is no longer a room: it has no ceiling and no walls. We exposed all of the brick on the North wall except for what is covered by the stair case.


A look ahead. We need to take down the crappy brown planks that make up the front facade of the building. As luck would have it, it's one huuuge piece of wood that will take some extreme effort from a lot of people to bring down. Underneath the wood? Beautiful paned-glass windows the likes of which you've never seen. Why was it covered? Another question: what makes stupid people stupid? Brainbusters, indeed.


We need to rent an industrial dumpster. We probably already have a ton (literally here, folks) of drywall, acoustic tiles and metal lying around. And we're not even close to finished knocking down walls and ceilings. We also need to rip out the carpets everywhere. 2000 sq ft of carpet is a lot.