Post by nicechicken on Dec 15, 2016 15:35:40 GMT -5
I feel like everyone on here has commiserated with me on this.
As I was going thru my "on this day" on Facebook, I stumbled across pictures of my bathroom.
A year ago today, my functioning bathroom was torn apart because my H was basically an idiot.
As of today, the bathroom is not finished.
As of last week, everything that could go wrong, did. I won't go into details, but I was left sobbing on the couch while my contractor and my plumber(and another plumber) scrambled to fix it so I wouldn't cry.
Bottom line is, try not to have more than one contractor, too many cooks in the kitchen makes for a shitty dinner. Oh, and don't hire a meth head.
The silver lining? I have a tub, a glorious awesome tub, and I have been taking baths for a little over a week, and I finally feel kind of human for me. Everything else will come, but the most important part has been finished. I couldn't give a shit less about my shower at this moment which is currently where the drama resides.
This bathroom has taken up all of my energy of 2016. I don't know how to describe it, but I've never been able to unwind without taking a bath. It's just been my personality, so this year just added to the stress of everything, our business, the election, relationships, just every fucking thing kind of just piled up.
I can't wait for this year to be over, I really need a break.
Also, I told H that I get to go spend money at Lush for my new tub since I've been such a good sport and have not served him with divorce papers.
Edit: I'm entirely aware that this is a FWP. I'm still debbie downer about it.
My mom hired (who she thought was) a friend to renovate her bathroom. He wound up charging her thousands of dollars, doing a shit job, and abandoning the project halfway through and ignoring her calls. It really took a toll on both her physical and mental health.
I feel your pain. We only have one bathroom, decided we wanted to remodel in May so we ripped in apart with the thought we would have it done by the end of the summer. Work got crazy for H, I changed jobs, life in general happened. I still don't have walls and I'm brushing my teeth in the kitchen sink. It's driving me nuts but H is working 70-80 hours a week so I feel bad asking me to do more work when he gets home (he does physical labor).
I'm off the week between xmas and new year, FIL said he would come over and help me finish up hanging dry wall/the stuff I can't do alone.
So at first I thought this was going to be a story about needing to use a restroom super bad and the journey you took to take a poo in a public restroom.
And then I was hoping to get some pictures. And now I just feel bad. I would have rehomed my husband or myself at this point because.... a whole year. I hope your bathroom is rockin'
Post by dr.girlfriend on Dec 16, 2016 15:34:49 GMT -5
I totally sympathize! I am *addicted* to baths to relax. When I went to Chicago to take my board exam and found out the hotel only had a shower, I literally teared up, lol. Anyway, enjoy your glorious bath! From what I've seen home renos are either smooth or total disasters, and there's just no telling. Maybe this means your next one will go smoothly.
Post by ellipses84 on Dec 16, 2016 23:39:22 GMT -5
You deserve all the lush bath bombs and for your DH to be the official bathroom cleaner for the next 10 years. I do want to see pics of the renovation sometime.