Day One of the bathroom renovation had to be postponed because the water heater in the rental house pooped out so BP had to go and buy a new one and install it, and move the refrigerator out because our new tenants, who’ll be moving in at the middle of the month, had their own and wanted to use it. So, hey. Good deal. These people seem sane—mom, pop and two kids.
So Day One was really today and as you can see by the pictures, things are going swimmingly. SIX layers of wallpaper and THREE distinct floors in various stages of decay and disrepair. BP said, “It’s probably a good thing we’re doing the renovation now because had things stayed they way they are at one point you would have gotten up in the middle of the night to go pee and you and the toilet would have fallen through to the basement.” (Did he just call me fat?)
He wants to save the medicine cabinet because “it’s an antique—people out east pay big dollars for crap like this.” He wants to save the old windows for the same reason. I think I might paint the small old window and use it as a feature thingy somewhere.
In regard to a previous comment—yes, blu. I’m very grateful BP is so good at home repair. I’ve posted before that he can do just about anything and everything that needs to be done around the house: plumbing, drywall, electrical, carpentry, and cabinet-making. That’s part of the reason I married him—I love a man who can do things with his hands (wink, wink.) I do things for him too. He hates doing the laundry—I don’t mind it at all. He will not wash a dish, or change the toilet paper in the bathroom, so I do. He doesn’t like to do yardwork and I actually enjoy it—so we’re a good match.
Anyway—tonight I’m meeting some friends for work for drinks and dinner. When I told LP this he said, “What? Is it two dollar cosmopolitan night?” What a sweet lad he is.
So Day One was really today and as you can see by the pictures, things are going swimmingly. SIX layers of wallpaper and THREE distinct floors in various stages of decay and disrepair. BP said, “It’s probably a good thing we’re doing the renovation now because had things stayed they way they are at one point you would have gotten up in the middle of the night to go pee and you and the toilet would have fallen through to the basement.” (Did he just call me fat?)
He wants to save the medicine cabinet because “it’s an antique—people out east pay big dollars for crap like this.” He wants to save the old windows for the same reason. I think I might paint the small old window and use it as a feature thingy somewhere.
In regard to a previous comment—yes, blu. I’m very grateful BP is so good at home repair. I’ve posted before that he can do just about anything and everything that needs to be done around the house: plumbing, drywall, electrical, carpentry, and cabinet-making. That’s part of the reason I married him—I love a man who can do things with his hands (wink, wink.) I do things for him too. He hates doing the laundry—I don’t mind it at all. He will not wash a dish, or change the toilet paper in the bathroom, so I do. He doesn’t like to do yardwork and I actually enjoy it—so we’re a good match.
Anyway—tonight I’m meeting some friends for work for drinks and dinner. When I told LP this he said, “What? Is it two dollar cosmopolitan night?” What a sweet lad he is.
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But, if you have a couple of drinks, will you be able to pee when you get home?
re the floor: I think BP meant if you hadn't redone the bathroom floor now, it would have rotted out. That happened to us in the rental house here.
i saw someone fall through a bathroom floor and end up in a basement once. it was one of those things where you laugh, stop to see if they're okay, then keep laughing because it's impossible not to.
my parents live in a house that's a few hundred years old and they got new windows because a company came around and offered to buy all the old hand blown windows which was enought o pay for new weather proof windows. everyone on the block got new windows and i think their old windoes went to either jefferson's house or washington's house rennovation. my parents still laugh at how stupid that company was.
jilly
Emma, me and Stew have exactly the same relationship.
Could I just add...The Goebbels family seemed quite sane too I'm told...
I don't think I could live in a house that is old. And 40 years is old in this part of the country. If a house is over 100 years old, it is ancient.
I don't really know why I have this aversion to older houses, I just do.
I love old houses. The older the better. Every time we drive to the lake I point out to the Mr our future home, one of the old crumbling houses on one of the wide, tree- canopied streets. He just nods and looks distant. He has no desire to live there. Check back in 9 years and see which one of us has won.
-T
I lived in a house that was built in 1697. I loved it so much that when I had to leave to pay off my WankerBolloxExHusband I sobbed. And I still can't walk past the house.
I now live in a house built the same year as me. It's ok.
the house i live in, is the same age as i am. it was my dearly departed aunts house who babysat me when i was little. i grew up in the house so to speak. so i feel very comforable here and lucky for me she didn't like wallpaper.
How can you live with only one bathroom?
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