Stjohn's RV-7

This is where the weird music plays and everybody goes to the lobby to get popcorn and puzzle over what happened with the monkeys and the black monolith. Right now I’m on a bit of a hiatus, because the guest house is currently uninhabitable by plane or man. It started off simply. We were going to pull out the carpet, clean the concrete floors and acid-stain them in preparation for the kit arrival and some serious remodeling of the main house. So following a reasonable progression of events, we wound up with the bathroom stripped down to the studs and the lower 9 inches of drywall removed from half of the walls in the main room. Our issues were manifold: One, when we pulled the baseboards in preparation for the floor-cleaning process, we discovered mold along the bottom of the drywall, because the idiots who installed it didn’t leave a gap between the drywall and the floor in some places. All the spots that had contact with the concrete had black mold growing on them.. Ick. Not knowing how far up or wide the mold went, we just roto-zipped out the lower 9 inches of drywall on all affected walls. Two, the moisture had to be coming from somewhere, and we figured, correctly, that it was the shower. See, the shower was one of those fiberglas stall deals, with a short lip on the bottom and a molded surround. Unfortunately, the previous occupants didn’t see fit to install a glass door (yeah, i know we should have done it when we bought the place, but we were flat broke afterwards), but instead had a shower curtain gleefully spilling water onto the floor. the subfloor had to be pulled up and replaced and all the bathroom drywall had to go, including the ceiling. The vent fan flap was iced closed with a layer of caked dust, so it was just pushing moisture around instead of venting it. Three, the plumbing had to be redone for the shower valve we bought a couple of years ago which the plumber refused to used when fixing our #2 shower, and the shower drain had to be relocated to fit the pan of the shower kit we got (this one has doors). I’ve picked up some useful skills along the way, but what went from a weekend job has now dragged on three weeks, two weeks into the danger zone of impending delivery. We still have to put up a few pieces of remaining drywall, do taping and mudding, and painting, then tiling, then install the shower kit walls, the toilet, then new vanity, and lighting. Fortunately, work is way slow at the moment, so we can get it done, I think. The biggest problem is that we’ve never done it before and we don’t know how, and we’re in the zone where screwups can be costly, not to mention time consuming in the extreme. With luck and drive, we can finish it this week, and that’s good because I still need to build my wing cradle and get ready for Tony Partain’s driver to show up with the QB kit.
Freaking out.
Scared.
Need to focus.