"The town is that way!"
Name that movie.
So I'm a little slow. At tiling, that is.
Tiling sucks, man. When I forget how bad it sucks in a month, and I tell you I have a hankering to tile my master bathroom, all.by.myself, it's your job-- nay, your duty, to remind me that I will hate myself.
Umkay? We straight?
'Cause this is what we're talking about.
Stupid scoring tool.
I'm a tad indecisive.
Does this just not scream: Is your husband an engineer?? Maybe? For my personal, "here's your tiling design choices in PDF format"?
That is what you think it is. On my beadboard. In my bathroom.
Any questions on why I desperately wanted to tile?
Carpet? Bathroom? 4 boys?
If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go make some empty threats. Maybe something along the lines of,
"You see THIS?? Next time, you keep your mind on the game, or I'm going to rip off your arm and beat you with the bloody stump. We straight?"
Maybe that's a tad too harsh. Maybe.