I love that when a dozen teenage girls spend the night I don’t hear a thing.
Baby Girl and Sweet Miss (when she’s home from school) have their own apartment over the garage with two bedrooms, a bath, and a full kitchen. Sometimes being removed from the main level of the house, means me and the Mr don’t pay a lot of attention to this area.
So a few weeks ago when the girls and I were sprucing up the hangout room, I was shocked to hear this horrible sound. When I asked if they were running their dishwasher, they told me the sink doesn’t drain very well. Huh? Sounds like it doesn’t drain at all.
Then over dinner, Baby Girl told Sweet Miss not to move the shower door because if she did it’d fall on her. Well that sounds safe.
So in the interest of keeping large glass doors from maiming our children, the Mr got busy last weekend. He had bought replacement doors, but first he wanted to see if maybe it was simply a worn out wheel our broken part. Come to find out, the old door was the wrong size and the plastic kit to make it fit had broken. The former owner was a builder by trade. Sometimes I wonder if he just had something extra from a job, and decided to use it here or there around this place.
So the Mr pulled out the doors, and in a few short hours, with just one trip to the hardware store, he had a new, serviceable door installed in the girls’ shower.
While their shower is now safe and shiny new, we all think of their old bathroom with a sigh of longing. It was just so pretty and serene.
The Mr did describe the tile in their current bathroom as hideous. That could be a clue that he has plans to replace it.
Of course there are a million and one things to be done downstairs. We have the hideous emerald to teal carpet to replace, filling in the sunken area around the fireplace, painting the walls, and buying new furniture. I think new tile upstairs is low on the list.
Tackled any bathroom upgrades lately? What’s on your wish list this holiday season?