Earlier this year, I decided I was READY to redo the bathroom. get rid of that horrid flooring and do something fun. (<—Other bathroom) Just DAYS after we finished redoing the half bath, located off our bedroom, the tub in the main bath cracked. Again. The patch job we had done lasted two years, but ….
So, we made the decision to replace the tub. It was supposed to be a simple tub install. (Shush, I hear you laughing.)
After working with a few contractors the decisions were made. Since we had to remove the toilet to have room to do the tub, we might as well get a new toilet, and since the toilet was up, what better time to get a new floor? Mind you, the floor wasn’t offensive, like in the other bath, just blah and uninspired.
I really liked the wall color and faux treatment I had already done a few years back, and I knew I could replicate it in the 6 inch swath of drywall that had to come out to put the tub in. We finally got the workers in on the 10th; they estimated 3 days. (STOP laughing!)
So, fast forward to today, the 23rd. We are FINISHED! Yup, that is 10 days more than 3. We had some issues— scheduling of workers was only the smallest part. The bathroom is small. Getting the old tub out and the new tub in was apparently like a take no prisoners game of Tetris, and the walls lost. The entire back wall ended up being removed, plus some other small parts. (There goes the “I don’t have to paint” idea) We went a few days with no tub, then more days with no curtain. Then, the shower started leaking, spewing water into the linen closet and the carpet got all wet and well, yeah. (By the way, this is the ONLY tub in the house)
It’s done, now. I chose a slightly different color, I did another textured finish on the walls, because except for the flat new one, the walls have a lot of imperfections, from the previous owners love of wallpaper borders.
This is actually linoleum! (Plus,Laylabug’s pail with bath toys)
Dance Me to the End of Love, by Jack Vettriano is on the wall. .
This captains jar is a family heirloom, and many of the shells in it were collected by my great-great aunt Gene.
Photo is one of my beach-y bird photos. (I am the crazy lady you see following the plovers on the beach with my camera. They crack me up)A close-up of color and texture.I LOVE Ikea. Bought this there eons ago.Wherever we go, I collect sand. (or rocks or salt, as the case may be) Another Vettriano in the medicine cabinet that Timmy made. The shower curtain was a find at Goodwill for $3.99!!Timmy and I—a selfie on the way to Key West, in a deep frame with sand and shells.
Oh, right. The Tub!