I don’t know if you’ve heard, but last week the government shutdown and I got furloughed. I used to think working for the government was a safe form of employment, but now I’m not so sure.
The good news is that I’ve been recalled, seeing as I work the Department of Defense, so that’s nice, I guess, although the uncertainty of this mess is really pissing me off.
Anyway. When I got furloughed, I reasoned that I needed a project, so I decided to renovate my bathroom, which has been on the top of my to do list since I moved into my house something like 4.5 years ago. Andrew and I always hated that bathroom, with a deep sort of rage. It’s tiny and it was ugly and there was a giant dumb mirror with an outlet in the middle of it.
On Tuesday I started ripping the old tile off the walls.
It was not easy, but it was sort of fun. I had to buy things like a pry bar and a sledge hammer and then I basically just whacked at my walls until shit fell down, which isn’t a bad way to spend some furlough time.
The not fun part was all the injuries I sustained. Tile is sharp, as it turns out, and my fingers are covered with tiny scratches from cat attacks and tile cuts.
There’s still a lot to do to the bathroom, even though the tiling is almost done. Because I’ll need to grout and then, once the tub surround is tiled and grouted and beautiful, then I need to figure out what else I want to do to make that bathroom better. The floors are probably gonna come up and I’m gonna need to paint and I need a medicine cabinet to replace the god awful humongous mirror that used to live above the sink and I might even want to replace the sink in there too because that bathroom is teeny tiny and the current sink takes up more space than it needs to.
I’ll be honest. This was a really scary undertaking. I’d never hung drywall before or knocked down a single wall and I’ve certainly never tiled anything before this endeavor, so jumping in was a little bit terrifying, but I reasoned the internet exists for a lot of reasons, and one of those reasons is to guide me through a bathroom renovation, and so far, so good, minus all the finger cuts and the 36 hour fight I had with my tile cutter.