This is the second bath we’ve done in this house.  I thought it would be easier.  But if anything, it’s more stressful.  Mostly because it’s in the second floor hallway.  And so the mess, and construction, and ladders, and compressors, and piles of tools, and slabs of sheetrock, and sink tops, and supplies, and spackle buckets, and general crap… are all directly outside our bedroom and the laundry room.  And you have to walk through/around it all to do anything on the second floor.

Plus it’s migrating—the general mess and piles of construction have long since moved to the guest room.  And now the foyer is being invaded as well…

Also, it’s dragging on.  And on.  And on.  And on. This is partly our (my) fault. I should really be dealing with the wompy sink legs.  Or finalizing fixtures. Or going back to the stone yard (for the third time,) to get the marble shelf.  Or going to yet another tile store…  instead I’m writing this.  And rearranging the perennials.  And expanding the shade garden.  And scouring Craigslist for free flagstone to finish my path to nowhere.  And wondering if I should go back to Nordstrom to get this jacket in blue…  I think I should.