I am not the most adept or efficient scraper--but I do keep at it. After many hours, it does seem like the ceiling is almost free of its many many layers of paint. Oh there has been a lot of it...oh I wrote this days ago--but will post it now--I've made a bit more progress on the ceiling--but this gives the general idea.
While I scraped, George and Johnny continued to pull off the old siding, frame and trim the windows and put up insulation --all preparation for putting up the new siding.
Ray finished taking out the ceiling that had soaked through in the "new room." Keith, the dumpster champion was bringing over a 10 yard dumpster, but he arrived later than expected, so Ray left before dumpster loading time. He brought the moldy wet ceiling fragments to the front yard and piled them along the bits of old porch columns that George had replaced earlier in the week.
The dumpster arrived just as George and Johnny were leaving, and once everyone was gone, I did the righteous work of moving the wet ceiling tiles into the dumpster so they wouldn't soak into the soil with the predicted rain.
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