Spring Stories

The bathrooms are done. Or 95% done. We still need to install some light fixtures that were on back order. It was an expensive project, because the previous contractor, who installed one of the bathrooms in the 80s, had drilled pipes through important structure beams, the subfloor had rotted out, and things were more of a mess than we had envisioned. I’ll share pictures in a couple of weeks, when it’s all 100 percent done.

When all that work was going on, I was the point person for the contractor. I had to make snap decisions about mirrors, grout, and toilet paper holder placement. When we started this job, I was having fun with these choices, but by the end, my girlie energy was completely depleted. Did I care where he put the damn towel rod? No, I did not.

With workers in my house from 8-5 every day for six weeks, I cowered in my office, but with low productivity. With all the interruptions and banging, I didn’t get much work done.

Yesterday, I did the last of the bathroom chores – ordered bathmats and returned unused items – so now it’s time to get to work. I must do some serious hustling to pay for the bathroom. Luckily, the end of this job coincides with some lovely spring weather. When I’m out for my run/walk this afternoon, I’ll be writing up some stories in my head.