Raise the Roof

A few weeks ago, to Jack's overwhelming delight, we found out we had dropped ceilings in the back guest bedroom and the kitchen. I do not understand why people ever did this. Were the savings in heating/cooling ever really worth losing 3.5 feet of ceiling space? Definitely not. Also to add some fun to the mix, all of the light fixtures I picked out were definitely not made for 12' ceilings. Major freak out ensued. 

Apparently, according to our contractor, the ceilings were really easy to tear out and there were no animals, pots of gold, or leprechauns hiding in the insulation. Drats.

What was really cool though was the remnants, if you can even call it that, of old wallpaper left behind in the back bedroom. 

At this point, it basically looks like hieroglyphics, but I cannot imagine how old it is. It was past the point of any restoring, as the original plaster behind it had some pretty significant water damage, but it was pretty cool to find nonetheless. I could make out a vague coat of arms and a few other details, but other than that, not much. Great image quality, I know. 

Here are a few full shots of the two dropped ceilings before & after removal so you can tell some of the difference in height. 

Kitchen before:

Kitchen after:

Bedroom before:

Bedroom after:

Raise the roof. The roof is on fire. The roof is on fleek. All jokes aside though, I don't even know what that means. Fleek is not a word.