Last night Derick and I saw an add for a big box hardware store that showed how you could redo your bathroom in a weekend, all by yourself! Well, it looked like all they did was replace the vanity and yes, I believe that would just take a weekend.
Our renovation is taking a tad longer. We are in week three? four? and so far we have a gutted, insulated and dry walled bathroom. The vanity, sink and tile are in the garage. The old toilet is now a lawn ornament. The accent tile is on order. The shower pan is on order.
The shower pan. Okay, if you have ever tried to renovate a small bathroom you know my pain. There is no such thing as a shower stall that fits into a small bathroom. I mean there are, but not one that you would actually want to spend money on.
Many, many plumbing companies and online shops will tell you they have a pan for you – they are liars. Liars. I have now returned two shower pans that were the wrong size or wrong configuration. Oh, and contractors will tell you that you can make/pour one yourself, “it’s easy” they say. Luckily, our contractor begs to differ and I believe him.
The shower stall for our bathroom is going to be the most expensive item in our home. In our entire home.
It is a custom order and just the pan, not the doors, not the tile, not the fixtures, just the pan is costing over $800. I kid you not. So when “they” (and by “they” I mean the banks that lend you money to do a bathroom remodel) say to count on a bathroom renovation costing about $10,000 they aren’t kidding. They too had to order a custom shower pan.
In the meantime my whole house has been turned upside down. Derick and I are sleeping in the our guest room. Luckily we have a guest room with a really comfy bed so it isn’t a hardship. But it feels like we are living out of suitcases.
Our garage, my printmaking studio, has been turned into a staging area. I can barely move out there as all my stuff has been pushed together to make room for equipment, boards and fixtures.
It is driving me crazy. I am a creature of habit, of routine and, like a toddler, when my routine is upset I am discombobulated and nothing gets done and temper tantrums erupt. Or things get half done, which is worse. So if I miss a post or two over the next couple of weeks, please forgive me. I am weeping in the corner and looking forward to the day when this is done. And when that day comes, and it will, there will be pictures.