About two weeks after we went on our Super Vacation of Pure Awesome, I realized it was summer and that we’d be having guests coming to visit in just a few short months and that I STILL hadn’t painted the bathroom like I’ve been talking about doing since November. So, once I got off work, I marched into the bathroom and started uninstalling the sink. Because, clearly, we didn’t have a moment to waste and that shit needed to get done pronto.
Before I made a huge mess and dabbled in plumbing for the first time in my entire life, the bathroom looking like this:
It was very beige.
I had declared my love of stripes in bathrooms months ago and, somehow, I manged to convince Andrew it wasn’t a no-good bad idea so, I uninstalled the sink and vanity. Which was neat. And surprisingly easy. Plumbing? Not as difficult as one might think. Then, after I’d sanded the walls bit and painted both the walls and the ceiling a slightly purple white color, I started with the taping. And so it went. For days.
Taping involves measuring. Measuring involves math. I hate math.
But then, once I had taped and cursed the walls and bungled the math a few times and cursed the walls to hell and back, it was time to paint.
Painting went quickly. We did two coats to ensure an even coat because I was terrified of removing the tape only to find I would have to put it back up again to fix a few little errors.
That face? That is the face of pure stressed-out beyond all beliefness because there came a time, somewhere in the midst of all this bathroom bullshit, that I became convinced we were never, ever, ever going to get it all done before Christmas.
But, we did. We removed the tape, rejoiced at how WONDERFUL it all looked and then fell, exhausted onto the couch and ignored the bathroom for a few days. There was still so much to do! Sure, the stripes were done but I had to paint the trim and I had to put the vanity and sink back in and I had to install the medicine cabinet and I was tired. Real tired.
Somehow, I gathered up some motivation and painted the trim. Which made a HUGE difference in the overall fabuousness of the room. While Andrew was at class I picked up the vanity (ALL BY MYSELF) and reinstalled it. AND THEN, I picked up the sink (ALL BY MYSELF) and reinstalled it. Then, because I was slightly drunk off the fumes of accomplishment and lingering paint, I installed the medicine cabinet. ALL BY MYSELF.
By the time Andrew came home from school it was done, and now it looks like this:
I consider it a massive improvement over the beige.
See the vanity and the sink? Yeah. I put those back in there.
The collage is Richmond-inspired. I made it. I broke the glass for the frame right after we brought it home so there’s no glass in the frame but there will be the next time I can get myself back to Ikea.
And the orchid. It was $12 from our local Kroger grocery store and is the second one we’d purchased. The first one is (amazingly) still very alive and thriving in our living room.
So, what do you think?