doing my business

Remodeling a bathroom is like giving birth. There is some crying, a little discomfort and a fair amount of fluid that you don't really want to think about where it came from. But with one look at that adorable little face (or shiny marble hexagon tile) you forget all the bad stuff and can't believe you waited so long to do it. You can read about my previous bathroom experiences here, here, and here. I even wrote a poem about how much tiling sucks. Yet, here I am doing it again. As with all the rooms in my house, there is nothing terribly wrong with the bathroom other than it is super brown and ugly. Time to change that.

If the plan in my head comes to fruition the bathroom will look bright, shiny, and a little vintagey.