I can finally see the end of the tunnel. The walls are all painted, two were even painted twice. While caulking the tub, the alcohol that Mitch was using to cut the silicone, exploded from the bottle and splashed down two walls. Guess what? Alcohol doesn’t wash off. So he had to re-paint those two walls. It seems the curse continues. We finally decided on the granite for the countertop and it’s laying on the floor in the living room to be installed after the final coat of stain dries on the base cabinet.
We ultimately agreed on shower doors over shower curtains. That took a long time to find The One, but we did. That has been installed. Of course installing a shower door with all of the parts didn’t go as easily as it would for normal people. Mitch had to make a trip to the hardware store for longer anchors, I guess we have a fat tub.
All that’s left to do is hang the trim around the doors, install the crown molding, hang the upper cabinet, set the granite countertop and tile around the base of the walls to create a baseboard. Oh, and install the towel bars and the shelving units in the closets.
I’ve thought about taking an inaugural shower, but decided against it because I know what would happen. If Mitch discovered that we could actually use the bathroom before the total completion, there would never be a total completion. We would limp along with a half finished bathroom, saying we need to get this done and never do.
I think we might just survive this remodel. It’s been a tough one.
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