There's a toilet in my bedroom.
So far, it hasn't gotten old to tell the hubs how excited I am to be able to go in my own bedroom.
So, why is the toilet in my boudoir? ("Why is the cork on the fork?")
We are finally, FINALLY tiling the master bath. After many, many water incidents, it's just baaaadd (total sheep bleating voice). Please regard the stain near the tub.
And the smell? Oh, the smell. Let's just say, the last time I was sucking up water with the steamer, (this took an hour), I tooted a couple times. It improved the stank.
(On a side note, whenever the hubs asks if I tooted, I always say, "No that was you." He believes me, 50% of the time.)
But I digress. Let's talk about a carpeted bathroom for a second, can we?
(I know; you're jealous of my brass shower. I get that a lot.)
First off, carpet? In a bathroom? Why? WHY? For the love of all that is holy, why?
To the builder of my home: you must have assumed that no one of the male gender would be using this bathroom. Ever. There's no other reasonable explanation.
Second: cream carpet? Light, cream carpet in a bathroom? You should have just chosen something more in the urine spectrum. Might I suggest, *"WeeWee", by Benjamin Moore?
*not an actual color.
It was my job to prep the floor. 'Mmm hmm. It was me, pulling out that carpet. Gloves on my hands-- clothespin on my nose--
I felt like I was on "Mr. Mom", you know, where he's all: "Where does Mommy keep the extra diapers? Cowards."
(Um, bathroom? Your subfloor is showing.)
Dragging all that carpet out was eerily similar to dragging out a dead body. Not that I would know. . .
hubs and I went shopping for some purty tile. Hit it to the Home Depot, and now I feel strange-- I feel like I switched teams, here. You know, like if I drove a Chevy all my life and suddenly switched to Ford. Went from Pepsi to Coke. Like that.
Someone help me stay on track.
So as we hemmed and hawed over ceramic tile, then we saw it.
Travertine. On sale. We were smitten.
We were in deep smit.
We've been working our buns off this weekend.
Gosh, I like it better even with just the backerboard down, for crying out loud.
You're such a professional, Jeffro.
We are soooo close. I'll be completing the sealing and grouting Monday, thankyouverymuch.
Show ya when I'm done. (rubs hands together- laughs evil laugh)