Practicing Patience

I love old houses...I love our old house...they have something new houses are sometimes missing-character.  You can't create character or design it...it comes with time, age, experiences, and details.  I love the stories I've been told about our house and the doctor who built it in the 40's...I love the fact that my son's bus driver told me stories of his kids working on the neighboorhood newspaper in the basement of the house..and the parties the previous owner's kids had during the 60's. Now don't get me wrong, there have been plenty of moments when I've thought, "Oh how nice to have a new, lovely home with everything done and perfect"  but that just isn't what Husband and I are about.  So we have this 70yr old home that has tons of character, tons of square footage, gobs of potential, and...oh yes...the smallest bathrooms you could ever imagine!

Remodeling our bathrooms has always been on our "To Do List" but like many things, it doesn't happen.  We've been in this house 5 years and we've slowly chipped away at things...flooring, some windows, new roof, new heat pump/AC...but the bathrooms have remained untouched.  We finally got around to doing the main floor bathroom and are just about done! 

Our plan was somewhat thrown off when we were demo-ing (is that a word?) and discovered that behind a closet inside the bathroom is an old brick chimney pipe.  So we had to do a few quick adjustments, which impacted how much space we were going to end up having...but in the end it has worked out.  Husband is putting the new shower door on today and finishing some trim, overall I'm SO impressed with his work. He had some plumbing and electrical help and Zach and Ryan helped him install the new window (that we didn't plan on replacing, but a 2x4 fell through the old one). 

Husband said, "Let's go ahead and do the third floor bathroom while we are at it!"  It was one of those statements/questions that he is so awesome at throwing out there.  Had I said, "GREAT...yes let's!"  He would have been willing, but instead I said, "Let's not and say we did!" 

Until we have 2 boys who can actually pee into the toilet and not next to it, down the side of it, on the wall near it...what's the point?

The bathtub is now sitting in our backyard waiting to be hauled away to the dump!

The wall we had intended on tearing down...we were only able to take it back 18" because of this old brick chimney pipe from when the house had oil heat.

 Oops..should have put the toilet lid down. Sigh...