Sometimes, I’d rather not know. Really, really rather not know. Really. The plaster walls are in horrific shape.
Wallpaper is the only thing holding the ceiling up. The plaster has completely disconnected from the lath. The plaster ceiling cannot be saved and will need to be replaced with drywall due to cost restrictions.
The wall between the kitchen and den had already been replaced with drywall by the previous owner. Once the drywall came off we found that 3 of the wall studs, which support the second story, are damaged by dry rot.
That corner of the room sits underneath the upstairs bath. That must have been one hell of a water leak!
The bottom of the studs are completely eaten through by dry rot in places. It makes me wonder why the second story hasn’t started to sink into the den?
We also discovered an old termite infestation. There were no live termites but they had been there and eaten away some of our window frame and the lath.
It was another bang up day in home ownership! Tequila. I need lots and lots of tequila.