First Real Reno At OUR House

Our new (old) house needs a ton of work and for a while there I wasn't so sure where we were going to start.

Then Bob gutted the mainfloor bathroom.

Okay, then, bathroom it is.

Before shots? Good thing I took them the first time he threatened to gut the bathroom or there wouldn't be any!

Yep, Barbie's bathroom.

Now, my cousin's boyfriend is about 130 pounds soaking wet and he came up to me at one point and said 'Wow, tiny bathroom, eh?'

That's the door I'm standing in so there is maybe 2' of floor space. Still, nothing like Pepto Bismol pink and funky snot coloured green to make a bathroom feel all luxious and cozy.

Blergh.

So, Bob and I had been looking (and looking and good God, are we still looking?) for those vanities that look like old dressers and such that are really hot right now. Problem is we have limited space and that's only the first problem. After that, it's the clash of that 'tastes' that has one squeeeeing and one vomitting.

Now, there is always a certain point where I get worn down enough that I just give so that I don't have to go to one more store looking for the holy grail of chandeliers or bedding or pillows or anything that Bob has decided he has an interest in and yes, I know I'm lucky but there are days that his crazy ass 80s and retro 50s shit makes me nutty.

Oooops. Let's see if I can get back on point.

So there we are once again going from Homesense to Homesense (like a home wares (funiture/cookware/art/bedding wholesaler but not wholesale, just good prices) when I spot this dresser in a tiny store front window. I tell Bob to pull over which I never do because, well, I'm lazy and the less I have to get in and out of a vehicle the happier I am. Yes, I know it's sad but I'm just being honest and let's face it, if Bob has to deal with me going 'nope, not getting out of the car, I'll sit and read' then you can all still love my lazy ways too.

So, store front and dresser. Turns out we didn't buy the dresser in the window because it was too mod but we did finally agree on a dresser and it was the perfect size.

Also, the fact that the legs are up higher will give the illusion that the floor space in the bathroom is bigger.

To the right is a picture showing that all the drawers opened when we bought it.

The top two drawers are now only the fronts screwed into place. The second drawer will be able to open but have a cut out around the plumbing. The two bottom drawers will be the hardest because neither drawer is big enough to hold toilet paper so we will be cutting out the bottom of the third drawer and then connecting it to the bottom drawer so that it can store toilet paper and such.

And here is our midway point.

So now we are on the new search for the perfect faucet which I have said has to come out of the wall while Bob thinks putting the taps in off to the right or something would be nice.

Nope. Not buying it. Also, I tend to be looking at extremely contemporary fixtures whereas Bob seems drawn to the 'old world' kind.

Just so you know my plan is to ceramic tile everything. The floor will be done, the walls will be done and then a nice chair-rail effect with ceramic also. That tumbled marble look is the way I'm going. You can't see the window in this picture but just above the vanity is a window and Bob insists that the vanity must be centered with it. Our original plan was to put the dresser against the right wall and turn the toilet so it was beside it. I think I've been over-ruled.

So Bob has taken this Friday off so that we can go shopping for bathroom faucets. He is suggesting I get up at 10 am so we can head into Toronto to look at the designer stores. First, I'm cheap. Second, I don't need to see how the other half lives. I'm just trying to make it look designerish without the designer price tag.

Here's hoping that I can keep that ugly green eyed monster from making an appearance. I'm not good at seeing things that make me want to weep from their sheer beauty so I'm figuring a good old fashion depression should hit around 3 pm because I don't make any money and if I did maybe we could afford that horribly overpriced toilet/shower/vanity combo.

Yep, a lesson in humility is in the making folks.

Can you feel my excitement?

And Z's book wasn't at the bookstore.

No. I'm okay. A little helping of patience to go with my heap of humility should be just what the doctor ordered.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I need chocolate.