9.16.2007

Goodbye, bathroom!

After weeks of planning and years of dreaming and saving, we're finally beginning our bathroom renovation project. At 7:30 Friday morning, the dumpster was delivered to our driveway. I spent one evening last week cleaning out our existing bathroom vanity and relocating our everyday essentials to the kids' bathroom.

About a year after moving into our house, a wise friend made the comment, "It's about quality of life." She's certainly right. Late last year, with a third child on the way and my working full-time, we decided we could afford and needed a new master bathroom that was actually functional. We could no longer function using one shower/bathtub for the entire family.

This project really is more of a necessity than a luxury. The bathroom is not the master bath retreat of modern homes. It's the typical 1970s setup, which means small. And seriously outdated. It's the only room on the main floor of the house that we haven't updated -- at all.

The shower stall is so small that it would be nearly impossible for me to shave my legs, or fit a pregnant belly into it. It's also not working. About two years ago we discovered a leak in the basement, which was linked to the shower. Since we didn't use the shower anyway (we all use the main bathroom's larger shower), we opted to disable the shower altogether in hopes of replacing it one day.


The old shower, which my husband would say is so small, you can't change your mind in it.

The biggest change we're making is moving the toilet to the old shower location, and moving the shower where the toilet was.

We've had these holes in our wall for ... well, it's embarrassing how long it has been. Those holes are now gone!

That day is here. This weekend, Ken spent many hours tearing out drywall, pulling up tile, and knocking down walls. The plumber also laid the foundation for moving pipes so we can relocate the shower to a larger, more comfortable location!

Our demolition crew arrives before dinner on Friday. We're a bit nervous that Ryan will think it's OK to knock holes into walls now.

This was all Ken's idea ... having Brendan sit on the old toilet in the dumpster. Actually it goes way back to a trip Ken and I took to Ohio State during my senior year. Somewhere in this house, we have a photo of him sitting on a toilet in someone's front yard.

If I had the energy and time (mostly, the time), I would start another blog to chronicle our first major home improvement project. (We've done many other projects, but none that cost quite this much money.) But, I have no time, largely thanks to this project. So you can read all about it here. With any luck, in less than three weeks, I'll be posting photos of a beautiful, functional, new master bathroom. With a shower where I can shave my legs and void of any bath toys.

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