I think we hauled out over six flatbed loads of this stuff. I was taking some measurements yesterday afternoon and realized that the walls are at least four inches from where they used to be. The post below shows the first day when we attacked the ceiling, floor and east wall, but over the next few days we moved on...
When I say "we" I mean the demo team. I mostly stared at whatever was newly exposed and tried to process what needed to happen with it next. While I don't need to do all of the things I'm planning this instant, the final design drives all the decisions being made now about what to take out and what to leave. Those decisions included everything from lighting to walls and stairs, and in one case, floors.
One of the more interesting plans involved the attic space. I had no intention of doing anything with this space now - It's not necessary, and more work equals more money, so I was going to make decisions on this over the next couple of years. BUT...
Demolition is one of those things that has a "now or never" component. Removing old plaster, lath and insulation is indescribably filthy and destructive. During most of the process I couldn't be in the building. (The guys wore masks and were in general fearless warriors as boards and chunks of junk flew). When we (they) got to the attic and loft space, it was pretty much a no brainer that the b.s. "homeowner" construction additions up there should come out now.
So I had to decide WHAT that space was going to be. I had a pretty good idea and at one point was standing outside on the sidewalk looking in (away from the dust cloud), and someone else from town stopped to check it out and said, "You should take that wall out and put a railing. Like a NYC loft." I think my exact reply was, "You have to leave now." The wall is out and I picked up a railing detail at the local junk shop during a dust break.