The basement when we moved in was "partially-finished". The floors were roughly poured concrete that showed the remnants of brown paint that hadn't yet been chipped away. The ceiling was exposed to the myriad of pipes, wires, heating vents, and cobwebs overhead. The place was poorly lit and the exterior wall made of rock. Sure, the space was technically usable, it was far from homey...
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| Before |
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| Ceiling shot |
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| Ceiling heating vents |
MOMENT: Lights, Carpet, Action!
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| Welcome to a homier basement! |
It's remarkable how a little combined work goes a long way. Grandpa Mike installed florescent lights (they made it into the above 'before' shots). Grandpa Mel covered the ceiling with wainscotting, we put down carpet, and swapped out the spare bed for a pull-out couch. Voila! Living space for everyone with thanks to everyone who pitched in. Before these changes, it didn't dawn on any of us to really make much use of that space. I have no digital record of anything happening down there other than some laundry and the odd evening movie. My how times have changed, Tavish plays down there when his friends come over, more movies are being watched, people sleep over comfortably, and sometimes, there are random gatherings in that space rather than upstairs...
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