So those stupid bunk beds got me. It seems that when I was loading those beds into the van at Ikea, and then into the house, I tweeked my old back injury and it put me out a few days. It really slowed down progress on the reno but I still managed to get a few things done. Today I finally got the ceiling fan installed in our room so I don’t have to keep tripping over that box. It seemed it was starting to mock me sitting there, waiting, knowing I was too sore to do any thing about it. Today was the day though, it only took a few hours but here I sit enjoying a cool breeze and a nice clean light. Another huge thing happened today, The Tub Guys came and reglazed our claw foot tub. Now we can’t shower for two days but man does it look good. They even claim that once they have finished you never ever have clean it again. the dirt won’t stick to it. So they say. It is now a gleaming sparkling white. After 48 hours I can install the new overflow and the new taps we picked up yesterday.
Yesterday was a very productive day. Even though I was moving slower than the walking dead, we got lots done. First we dropped off Lola, our floozie of a cat to get spayed and headed off to the Habitat for Humanity Re-Store. The stupid part was I had forgotten my book with all the door measurements. We are looking for new old doors to replace our front and side doors. The side door as it stands now is actually a hollow core interior door. So we were searching for something with a little more meat. The first store had a few things that we liked such as a nice but slightly used Frank double sink and a used set of taps for a claw foot tub. As it was the first store we didn’t want to jump into anything figuring we might see more at the next few stores. Of course that wasn’t the case. we drove all around Toronto only to end up back at the first store half an hour before they closed. We realized that the tap set we saw wouldn’t fit our tub but there was another set there that would. Unfortunatly that set was still attached to another claw foot. Not to mention the guy at the store didn’t want to break up the taps and the tub but after an excellent bit of pleading on Karen’s part, he relented and said that if we had tools we could have them for $125. “Great!”, we said and he wandered away leaving us with no tools wondering how we were going to remove these great old taps with no tools. After a few fruitless minutes with no tools, Karen begged a pair of channel locks off of our new friend and I attacked the tub. Things were looking bleak for a few minutes there but I kept at it and won the day. The taps, were ours! Treasures in hand, we collected our sad kitty from the vet and made our way home.
It is getting late and said kitty has escaped so I will tell you tomorrow of the floor we purchased as I must now go stand at my front door and yell into the night like a fool, Lola….Lola…LOLA……Stupid cat…
Nite
