...the journey to our bathroom...

When we first bought our house it had two showers and no tub, something I couldn't live with! The upstairs bathroom ended up being our first renovation project (planned out while we were on our honeymoon and started the day we got home!). Bill knows how to do everything so he completed this project himself, with some minor painting mishaps contributed by yours truly! This particular renovation has set the bar for the rest of our projects and began a trend of finding the many many things wrong with our first home. We ended up having to rip down ALL of the drywall, replacing ALL of the (rotten) wall studs and ripping out the ENTIRE floor (including the sub floor). At one point you could actually see from the upstairs bathroom right down into the downstairs bathroom! However, all of these issues pale in comparison to the ceiling caving in one lovely afternoon (while Bill was working in there might I add). This was the only point during the renovation where I completely lost it. I had to walk outside, after learning that Bill was fine and braving the dust/insulation/drywall to turn off a work light that was rapidly beginning to heat up under the mass of insulation and starting a fire, and sit on the front lawn to shed a few tears over what had become a complete and utter disaster! We later recovered, after a call to Bill's brother to help with the clean-up, and Bill ended up finishing what is now my favorite room of the house a couple of days before Christmas. I had my first bath in my first house on Christmas Eve! So, while we over-spent, over-stressed and had to take a major hiatus from starting our next project, it turned out amazing and I enjoy it every single day :)


This is what the bathroom looked like before:

We moved the wall out three feet into the living room and replaced absolutely everything, this is the finished product:

...and this is what Bill looked like throughout the project...