If you recall, our family is remodeling a bathroom. I thought you might like an update on the progress of this project.
First the bathroom looked like this. What you don’t see (or smell) in this picture is that the bathtub leaked and had nasty orange stains. The sink faucet never stopped dripping. The toilet never flushed efficiently. And the smell of pee never went away no matter how hard I scrubbed. You might have enjoyed this post more had I not shared that last part.
Matt gutted the bathroom, and pulled out all the lath and plaster. My house has never been dustier, but at least I have an excuse.
Matt got the new shower in place. It is beautiful. We used it the weekend we had a houseful of teenage boys staying with us. Then Matt took off the shower door so he could get around the room more easily to put up dry wall.
All the dry wall is up now – on the walls and on the ceiling. The mudding has begun. The new light fixture is in place.
Matt has begun putting down the sub floor before laying tile. The old toilet has been removed.
Which leads me to my morning God time today. (Seriously. It leads me there. Why would you question this?)
There I sat at the kitchen table, my Bible in front of me. This is the time each morning I relish in all that is good. I marvel at the quiet. I drink in the Truth. I find refreshment. I prepare for a day of service to those around me.
I took a deep breath and gazed out the window at the birds that are starting to come back, a promise of spring coming to our frozen piece of the world. And that’s when it caught my eye.
Wait, you don’t see it? Look a little closer…
Here, let me just step out my kitchen door with you to the cement slab between my house and the garden.
And there you have it. Our old, stained bathtub. Our leaky sink. And the latest addition: an old toilet. It’s all right there, right outside my kitchen window. They weigh a million pounds, plus it is freezing cold outside. So there they sit. Finishing the inside of the new bathroom is higher priority right now than disposing of these goodies. And really, I won’t press the issue because who doesn’t want to gaze out during her morning Bible time to look at scenery like that?
I’m actually thinking of pouring in some soil and making them into planters this spring. Can you imagine anything more Pinterest worthy?
Huge hugs go to my hubby who had to pause our downstairs bathroom remodel yesterday so that he could spend an entire day fixing the sink in our upstairs bathroom. Such is life, eh?
Well, I guess this just about wraps up the post that has no point nor does it offer you any form of heavenly homemaking encouragement. I would end by saying, “Everytime you sit on your toilet today, think of me” – but that’s just weird. Perhaps you could tell me what you see when you look out your kitchen window?