Of course, this whole thing would not be possible without the help of my husband, Second Wife, my brother, my brother's best friend, my mom, and most importantly my dad, for whom a plaque should be made and hung in commemoration because pretty much he financed all the plumbing for us -- and that's probably the most important part of having a functional bathroom, right?
Anyway, so first we're going to go waaaaaay back in time to September 2007 and work our way forwards so you all can see exactly how far we've come -- because if you think our bedroom is a big deal, well sweets, you're in for the ride of your life.
So, let's start from the view from what would become our bedroom door, into the far part of the bedroom and in through to the living room:
The view of the sink, and memories of how thin I used to be:
The potty, which was a 180° from the previous photo:
The sink top built upon another random cabinet. With peel-and-stick vinyl tiles as the countertop over plywood. You can imagine how well that held up.
And the ceiling, which won the award for the most mis-matched drop ceiling tiles in the whole house:
So this one is blurry, but it's of when my brother and Kyle closed off the passageway from the living room to the bathroom, and you can see snippets of the bedroom walls stripped of their plaster:
And here we have removed the cabinets and part of the closet and paneling, only to discover there was some gorgeous, albeit ruined, wallpaper underneath the paneling in that room:
Progress to show we've begun drywalling the bedroom, removed the hardwood down to the subfloor in the bathroom, and sanded the bedroom hardwood:
And then all the plaster was removed and made the room scary as fuck:
A close-up of discovering that the peel-and-stick around the toilet was apparently not sticky enough, so Bondo was used to hold the tile down and OMFG AWFUL:
Then it was time to remove the sink. I actually did this all by myself -- and it was about this time we'd moved our bed into the dining room so we could actually have room to work.
And plaster gone:
Another blurry take of getting drywall up in the bathroom part:
And mudding it:
Over by the toilet plumbing:
Priming and proof that I can (barely) fit into shorts from middle school after having two babies (though, to be fair, I'm pretty much the same size now as I was in middle school. It was in high school that I was stupid scary thin):
And yes, that's Clementine hiding under that canvas tarp, but we'll get to her.
More priming, and cement board on the floor in preparation of tiling:
Just showing off my sweet exposed brick chimney:
First coat of paint:
So much black:
Laying out the floor tile to get a feel for placement and cuts:
More of the same:
And ... well, you shouldn't be surprised by this, but if you want to see the crown jewel of my home, come back Thursday. You might need a glass of wine to accompany all of the sexification coming your way.