We worked a little on the new house this morning while it was still raining a bit. We decided to put the door to the bathroom on the other end, so it is right outside the bedroom door and right at the foot of the stairs. That will be a lot more convenient. So we busted out the walls that were in the way.
Then we came back to this house and seriously sheetrocked all the rest of the day until suppertime. We have all the sheetrock up except for 3 small pieces and none are in the bathroom, so Dad should be able to put the first coat of mud on the bathroom tomorrow and we might just be able to get it done before Chloe gets here. (That is why your baby is so late, Erica – so we can get the bathroom done before Chloe arrives!)
On a humorous note (to me, anyway.) I was thinking about telling the plumber that it was really important that we get the bathroom fit into his schedule so I was going to tell him it was because my granddaughter is coming and she just got housebroken. Fortunately I just said it in my head and not out loud. Potty trained. Housebroken. Basically the same, right?
That’s too funny about the “housebroken” thought–yeah, I think it’s basically the same! 🙂 haha! And you’re right, maybe the reason I’m late is so you have more time to finish the bathroom. At least it makes me feel better!