I know, you've
been wondering if I've been working at all. I have, actually. Tiling
takes rather a lot of time. I think the above title describes my
house. Things are always almost done. Rarely ACTUALLY completed.
Case in point:
Looks
nice, right? Tiled wall, grout, fixtures... But look very closely,
and you will see there's a pipe sticking out, not a tub spout. How
come? Because the plumbers installed a pipe that's much too long. Know
what? No tub spout, no shower, because there's no diverter. You also
can't see that there's a screw sticking out of the faucet - since the
shower body was installed slightly crooked and I can't get the last
screw in. I. Was. Going. To. Shower. There. This. Morning. Fell at the
last fence. Plumbers are coming to fix it tomorrow.
You might think if I was going to shower that I had finished the tile. My, you are funny funny people.
Nope.
See the screws in the upper right? That means the board isn't covered
in tile. How come? Because I was 2. Tiles. Short. And when I went to
the tile store on Sat to get another box, they had closed early for the
holiday weekend. Dammit home improvement store! Labor Day is when I
LABOR! (So how was I going to use that shower? I was going to tape
plastic over that wall. Enough is enough. I know Dad, not the best
idea, but I would have made it work.)
But not everything in the house is frustrating. Have I mentioned my amazing pantry in the nook?
Or that I hung shelves for the plants?
So. Onward and upward. Perhaps Friday morning I'll be able to shower in the downstairs bathroom...