Tuesday, March 25, 2008


Apparently the tiles that were jumping off my bathroom walls were only some deserters and not indicative of the wishes of the entire group because, y'all? Those suckers did not want to come off and fought us tooth and nail. It was so bad that Dad and I only removed the tiles around the tub (don't forget, the whole bathroom is done in thus hideous stuff). The rest will be for another time. My back and arms are killing me.

I probably shouldn't even be sharing these pictures of my disgusting bathroom walls and the only reason I am is because they're going whether they like it, or not. It's like a ReBath or Bathfitters commercial.


What it looks like right now:
What a mess! To be continued tomorrow...


Baby John's Crib said...

Now this is a familiar scene! It's so worth it when it's done, despite the major dust and debris. It's amazing how easily the damaged ones come off......and how the rest intend on sticking around until the end of times.

Pug & I said...

Totally know what you're going through. My mom's a bit of a home remodeling freak. Wants to do it every other year or so. And she doesn't PAY anyone to do it, so it gets done by US. And since we don't know what we're doing, it always looks like crap. :)
Thank God you've got the sense to have someone help you out if you need it. Hope it works out great! When it's all done, we want pictures. :)