Five weeks invested in the bathroom re-do. Still not to the point where the finishing work starts. The tiling is done and sealed. Still no sink, but this makes me keep all the dishes clean and put up, lest toothpaste spit should find it's way onto the dishes I usually just leave in the rack to dry.
Yesterday found he who is annoyed with his wife moving the electrical box that houses the light switch and outlet to where I had originally wanted it. It will make the installation of the chair rail so much simpler. I could not resist telling him that had it done it the way I said to the first time ....... This is what he refers to as beating a dead horse.
This morning I decided to move all the excess tile that I was going to re-use out of the hall and clean that area up. Hoping this will inspire him to finish the last two pieces of bead board today. I had used some plastic milk crates to carefully stack the whole pieces of tile in. Needless to say, I could not lift the fullest one. Made me think of my youngest daughter. She used to say, "Mommy, there is no way in how ......" There really was no way in how, other than to unload and reload all that tile.
I am beginning to think there is no way in how I will ever have a bathroom.