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.
