Normally I am able to wiggle myself free of a topic but not now, not this week. All I can think of is the crazy fast bathroom overhaul. It was a day between “lets replace the toilet babe” and the actual drinking of the margaritas and ripping out the toilet. Less than a day really.
Sunday, 8:30 am post coital sweet talk:
MK: I think we should just go for it, that toilet drives me crazy.
CK: Yeah, it bugs me too, we’ll figure it out.
Sunday, 2:00 pm post grocery shopping nutso talk:
MK: When are you going to make the margaritas? I want to get started in the bathroom.
CK: Really? What do you think we should do about the floor and the—
MK: They’re fine, lets just worry about the toilet. Seriously, are you making margaritas?
Sunday, 5:00 pm post toilet removal glory
MK: We’ve got to get a new toilet.
CK: No shit.
Sunday, 11:00 pm, nice tidings for sweet dreams
MK: I think you’re right.
CK: Of course I am… What am I right about?
MK: You need to decide what to do with the floor. We need to replace it, and find a sink… when do you think we can have this done?
CK: Sweet dreams babe.
MK: No really when?
Well I did it, I found a toilet, I found a sink, I found a faucet. They all match, they are all super fantastic and they are all sitting in our living room.
We found the tile last night in a late night bathroom shopping extravaganza that ended in Chinese take-out.
The uh oh? There isn’t any of it anywhere in Oregon except the one 12″ section we found last night.
The woo hoo? They’ve got a bunch of it in Vancouver. I guess it’s going to be the Kaos family field trip to Washington tonight. Anybody need some Sudafed while we’re there?