Wednesday, May 22, 2013

"Do you want the bad news or the bad news?"

I asked my husband earlier if he could tighten the faucet in the tub.  It wasn't dripping, but running a continual stream.

Idiot me thought that you could just give it a tweak.

My husband used some stinky spray stuff (PB Blaster, if memory serves) to loosen up something.  He went from the bathroom to then the hallway access panel.

I knew that wasn't good.

In the end, he said that the faucet needs replaced.  To replace the faucet calls for the surround to be pulled out.  To pull the surround out would resolve the issue of the misfit and the fact that no matter how hard I try, water collects and causes mold.  Honestly, I'm kind of good with replacing the surround.

I had plans on painting the bathroom.  I didn't get to do it last year as I wanted.  Hubs said that he's glad that I didn't.  In fact, just a few weeks ago I bought paint and a new bathroom fan.

Hubs asked if I wanted a jacuzzi tub.  I declined.

I asked him if he wanted to install a window in a windowless bathroom.  He declined.

We have to call in our plumber.  Usually, we're (Hubs) is able to handle things.  When it comes to plumbing overhaul (which is what we suspect in this case), we bring Butch to the rescue.  We love Butch.

In the end, it isn't the type of overhaul on the bathroom that we did before.  Right after we bought the house, we did a poor guy, year long redo on the bathroom.  Given my work schedule and Hubs' work schedule, it took us a while but we got it done.  We had to replace the floor including the sub, toilet, install a medicine cabinet, frame the surround and around the mirror, rewire the bathroom, replace the fan, replace the towel bars, repaint the cabinet and replace knobs, replace the sink faucet, replace the swag lights with a wall mount and the install a shower can above the tub since the wall mount cast a shadow across the bathroom and re-tile back behind the sink.  Whew.

This run will call for the border to be removed, repaint the ceiling and walls, replace the surround, replace the fan with a super quiet one, get the plumbing fixed and replace a little bit of woodwork.  Voila.

Still, we sit in the land of, "All I wanted to do was paint." Growing up, that's all my mom ever wanted to do.  In her case, a wall was ripped out, found to contain asbestos, the room was tented, the ceiling raised because of layers of lath and in the end, it took probably 4 months to paint the front room.

We're hoping we don't have the same length of time.  Ugh.


Rach said...

Oh dear. Isn't it always that way?

Remember when all *I* wanted to do was paint *our* bathroom? :sigh: Been there done that. :oS

Bailey's Leaf said...

Originally, Hubs was thinking about tearing into the hallway wall to preserve the surround. Um, no. I told him that he would have to pull the surround sometime in that anyhow, so keep the wall intact and just roll with the surround.

:snicker of the upper lip:

Danged junk we don't plan for. Rrr.