Oh…my….God!!!”corliss greene (and every other woman who has ever been in charge of remodeling a bathroom)
So….. here’s how this happened… The floor was finished, and Mr. G. promptly covered up the floor with butcher paper, taped the paper down and we began patching, retexturing, and painting the walls. Thennnnn, we took a 10-day break to attend my niece’s wedding in Atlanta. We came back and spent a couple of days installing the bead board. Then, it was Thanksgiving. On that day, our adult children were at the house, and wanted to see the progress, so, since the paint was obviously dry by then, I peeled back the paper, right on the tile pictured above. I’m embarrassed at the expletives that followed (particularly on Thanksgiving Day!). HOW COULD THIS HAVE HAPPENED?!?! HOW COULD OUR TILE GUY, MYSELF AND MR. G HAVE MISSED IT?!?! But, we did.
I stewed all Thanksgiving holiday. On Monday morning, I sent a picture to our tile guy, and he laughed, and said, “how could I have done this? No worries, I can fix that”. And, just like that, 45 minutes later, it was done.
So, that hurdle was done. On to the plumbing. We had saved the pedestal sink that was in the bathroom. Cute, and small, which is what we needed, because the bathroom is not large. The plumber came, and promptly announced that the sink would not work, because the opening in the back was not low enough (the sink had been much lower in the floor before – whoever did it over the last 70 years apparently had cut into the original tile to make it work – honestly!). So… heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it’s off to Home Depot I go. Had to buy a sink while the plumber was installing the toilet (no pressure!).
However, I have to say, I’m pleased with the results. It looks like a cute little London Victorian bathroom (but, smells much better!).
Now, I can finally focus on the holidays. Let the cookies flow!
Hope you’re having a good holiday season… blessings to you all!
2 thoughts on “Honey, Let us speak about the Remodel!!!”
Love the end result! If it’s any consolation, one of my neighbors had a similar experience with tile a few years ago. She checked it, her husband checked it, her sons, also. Finally, one son found the error. It’s hard to keep looking at tiles!
So true! We had a happy ending, but, wow, it’s stressful!