Kinda going through a weird phase here lately--
apparently I believe that every bath/kitchen/water area is screaming for a backsplash of some sort.
Not even sure where this idea came from, really. But someone please stop me.
I'll tell you what sealed the deal, though:
this. Seriously? Are you seeing what I'm seeing? Adhesive and grout? All in one? No need to mix?
Sold. This is a breakthrough of epic proportions. This is like those bottles of peanut butter and jam! Right up there with the discovery of penicillin!
the other deal-sealer was this purty, 90% off glass mosaic I found at Lowe's this week.
Man, it pays to look through their clearance stuff.
I have something to tell you about me and the color blue. All this blue going around and through people's houses? I'm in love with it.
And yet-- I'm sceered. It seems totally fine in everyone's house but mine. Why? I feel like I'm bringing back the late 80's. You remember. Pink and blue? Large, dried flower sprays across the living room wall?
So I feel like I'm being a total rebel today. And it's gonna go right here:
Right underneath my dungeon bathroom mirror.
Huh-my mirror's dirty. So that's what happens when you never clean it. Interesting.
Dudes, you should have timed me-- I kidd you not, I started and finished the laying of said blue tile in. . . wait for it. . .
drumroll please. . . 15 minutes. Four dollars, 'n 15 minutes.
And then it had to sit for 24 hours and be grouted which took twice that time but we won't count that.
I wish all my projects were four dollars and 15 minutes. . .
This is me, trying desperately not to show my reflection in my dirty mirror.
Because I'm in my jammies.
And my jammies might be my underwear.
And since I'm into little revelations today, don't set your wet trowel on your countertop, unless you want a rust imprint like me. Didn't see that? Well I'm sure ya do now.