This morning I needed to go down to the basement to get a new gallon of milk from our fridge down there. In order to get down there I had to go through this doorway which has had a zippered plastic "door" on it since they started to work on the mold issue down there. (Sorry the picture is sideways, I don't have time to figure out how to flip it right now.)
On my way up the stairs the phone rang and I panicked because it is a delicate operation for me to get through that zippered door without something in my hands and the phone ringing. I pictured myself falling backwards down the stairs and then the phone stopped ringing. Phew!
Here are a few pictures of my once beautiful basement family room, our son's bedroom and our bathroom down there.