Found behind the fridge

We've been working on removing the saltillo tile through the den and kitchen, and behind the fridge found this little gem that really does tell the story of how we came to own the place.  Rather poignant probably, and certainly goes to explain why we're having to work so hard to get the smell of smoke out of it.

The place does smell neutral again with the carpeting and the linoleum gone. The air ducts will get reconstructed next week, after further investigation found mold and various nasty things in the fiberglass ducts.

The tile removal has been a real pain, but it's nearly over. The dumpster should be gone tomorrow which will be a milestone in my mind. At that point, things start going back in, slowly but surely.