I'm not a superstitious man, but I always keep the door to my basement locked and never go down there alone at night. It is the CREEPIEST. BASEMENT. EVER. You know those squealing, running women in horror movies? That's me every time I scramble back up the stairs to safety.
The dim lights cast some pretty eerie shadows and that coal room at the back has like 4 padlocks on it. Who needs so many locks on a single door?! What did they keep in there?! Who owned this place before, John Wayne Gacey?! It creeps me out. This Halloween, I might just hand candy out of my serial killer basement instead of decorating.
Notice the retro tile floor? I'm no expert, but I'm pretty sure that it's Asbestos. I'm considering ripping that up (carefully) and putting down a layer of epoxy. That and a little paint should go a long way in de-creepifying the place, but I'll have to wait until the bank account allows for it.
This weekend, the plan is to put in new light fixtures and fix up that work bench. The basement currently has only one outlet near the washer/dryer stand, which isn't going to cut it. With all of these DIY projects I've taken on, I'm going to have some serious electrical needs. Instead of adding wall outlets, an expensive proposition, I picked up a few fixtures with built-in plug sockets. They come in both 2 and 3-prong varieties and cost about $4 apiece at Home Depot and are perfect for areas where you need an outlet and you don't mind a cord dangling from your ceiling. With a basement like this, that is the least of my concerns.
