Number 2

With the master bath now behind us, we turned our attention to what might, arguably, be the worst room in the house.

Now this room is even more special because we have subjected nearly every one of our visitors to it. (We really know how to roll out the welcome mat.)

Part of the counter was free-floating. ???. And in keeping with the design genius of the master bath, the drawers tucked back in the corner would bang into the giant toilet tank. (T.O.U.S. (Tank of Unusual Size)) not shown because we replaced the toilet in the interim of renovations for a slimmed down version, one that would flush properly.)

My personal favorite touch was the swag valance which just so happened to match the wallpaper perfectly. Brava!

This bathroom was gross with a capital G.

Gross tub.

No, really. Gross tub.
Gross wallpaper.

Gross floor.

Gross light switch. (And aparently sideways. Who writes this blog? That's just careless.)

Well, it is gross no more!

No more valence. No more wallpaper--anywhere in the house actually. No more bonus, hanging counter space. No more mold.

But instead, more insulation. New window. New tile. New granite. New tub.

Actually, new everything.

Plus now a bonus linen cabinet which...

clears the toilet tank by a mile.

We tiled around the tub. Randal and I are a pretty good team now when it comes to tiling. We even tiled for a date night. Sad, I know.

But happy, because it turned out like this which is better in so many ways to dinner and a movie.

This is the old tub.

Out.

In front.

Of our house.

For months now.

That's so white trash.

As I said in the previous post, we like to leave one thing unfinished in every room we do. It's like our signature. Can you see what it is?

I'll send a prize to whoever figures it out. Anyone for a tub in a million pieces?