For our twenty-fifth wedding anniversary last October, Andy's parents told us they were getting us a new bathroom! As in, to replace the unbelievably decrepit and depressing master bathroom that we have been using for the last 13 years. (I've half-joked that I think my mother-in-law just could no longer stand to use our bathroom when she's over.)
Our house was built in the 1920s, and we are only the third family to live here. The first family was the architect who built the house. Because he was both designing it and planning to live in it, it's built like a fortress and has lovely architectual details throughout. The second family moved in around the 1970s or so. Unfortunately, the few changes they made to the house were mostly horrible, at least one of which was replacing whatever original sink was in our bathroom with a tacky vanity.
It took us months to pick out our fixtures and tile (why, I can't say, since we ended up with plain white for almost everything, and the bathroom is TINY, so there's not much to even think about), and work finally began yesterday. We will be without our bathroom for about 2 months! We have other bathrooms, but it's still an inconvenience, especially in the middle of the night. Plus the guys start very early in the morning. And make a ton of noise. And raise a ton of dust. (But they are nice.) This morning they were jack-hammering the floor, so I decided to take off work and go to Costco. (Yes, you know it's bad when an extended visit to Costco is more relaxing than being in my home office!)
Here are a few "before" shots to give you an idea of how excited I am to have a new bathroom in my future.
See that pretty wallpaper, though? We put that up; that's the only thing we changed. When we moved in, we had to choose 14 different wallpapers! The walls in this house are so old and covered with so many layers of old wallpaper that it was prohibitive to even consider painting instead. Besides, I love really gorgeous wallpaper! (Someday I will remember to show you some of the other lovely papers I chose for the rest of the house.) I almost had a breakdown at the wallpaper shop, so the wallpaper lady closed the shop and drove with me to the house. She went room to room with me, and every time I started to say something, she'd shush me. We drove back to the shop in silence, and then she started pulling books off the shelves and opening them up to certain pages. I went with nearly every one of her choices. (That's why she's the wallpaper lady!) Anyhow, she took one look at this bathroom and said, "There is only one paper that can save this bathroom." And she was right. I recall that it was very pricey, but we needed only one roll because the bathroom is so small and has 2 windows and a door, plus the paper starts at shoulder height.
Yes, that's a tankless toilet. Sigh.
The old tub had been jimmied to accomodate a shower and curtain. It is the bane of my existence. The curtain liner has to go all the way around because there's paper on the walls, so you end up standing in the shower with the soap-scummy plastic lapping at your legs from every angle, and I nearly cry every day when I take a shower. Plus, we had developed a bit of a mold problem on the ceiling, since we had no exhaust fan and the windows stay closed for quite a few months out of every year.
Here's the aforementioned ugly vanity and the oversize radiator:
And here's how it looks today, just a day and a half after they started working: