Ha.
No, really. Today, in addition to going to the grocery store, hardware store, gym and baking cupcakes (strawberry with vanilla icing AND sprinkles, delicious!), I stripped the wall paper out of our half bath. It's been a busy day. I'm tired.
It was the most hideous looking wall paper known to man. I have hated it ever since we moved in. I put off taking it down because I thought it would be this big ordeal because in order to really get it all down I needed to move the toilet in that bathroom.
As it turns out, both moving a toilet and stripping wallpaper are not as hard as I thought they were. Really, start to finish, the whole project only took a couple of hours. I'm not completely done yet as I still have to fix the walls and repaint the bathroom, but still, I should have done this years ago.
It looks so much better. Of course, it wouldn't have been such a big relief if I had done it years ago. I wouldn't have come to loathe that fucking wallpaper, so I guess it all works out in the end. Right?
I feel so handy.
3 comments:
Did you move the toilet yourself? If so, I'm impressed!
The husband helped.
I turned off the water, drained the tank, removed the bolts, unhooked it from the water source.
He actually picked it up and moved it.
I may have some muscles, but I'm not a linebacker.
You could have done it by yourself if you wanted to. You're an independent, intelligent woman. It's nice to have help though.
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