The project rages on… and I still can’t shower in my own home. It’s OK, but it’s definitely wearing thin. After considerable time monkeying with the electrical outlet, the contractor started on the floor. One thing I didn’t bargain on was the fact that the tiles have so much color variation — not that it’s a bad thing. I assumed the tiles would all be around the same color as the sample I borrowed. Instead, they range from cool moss green, to slate gray, to warm green. After I overcame a mild panic that I ordered the wrong tiles, I realized the effect of the variation was really attractive.
I may have annoyed the guy by standing over his shoulder, but he assured me it didn’t bother him. I’m planning on eventually tiling the downstairs bathroom myself, so I wanted to watch the master. Plus, I secretly wanted to supervise the placement of color.
Documentation of day 6:
We made room in the garage for the tile cutter by bringing in the vanity pieces.
More patch work, and the electrical wiring.
Tiles! YAY.
They look so pretty.
