Just a little project

It was back to work Monday. Sigh. Ten hours could have easily been sixteen, but tomorrow's another day.
Even though Evan and I returned earlier than expected last week, I stayed home to help out with a few things here. We're working in the bathroom to fix a problem around the shower walls that worried us over the possibility of Evan being exposed to mold. So, we took off the panels we put up as a temporary fix before Evan was born. The problem was not as bad as we expected, but there was indeed some mold, so it's good we're fixing that. Of course fixing that means deciding how to bring the tile up to meet the adjoining plaster walls neatly. That, naturally, is best solved by ripping out that plaster. It's looking pretty good. Down to the studs all the way up to the old, unused chimney. That chimney space would be the perfect size for a linen closet. Just the right size to hold extra sheets. So, two days later and the chimney is down and the house has a lovely fine grit of red brick EVERYWHERE. And isn't all worth it to know that this new vacuum cleaner is up to the challenge of brick dust? So, now that the chimney is out, the adjoining wall into the other part of the bathroom might as well go, too. And, as long as we're at it, the old soffits can go. Now, Ned can build part of the new cabinets right to the ceiling without having to work around those pesky obstacles. But wait, as long as we're ripping out walls, let's re-think the adjoining wall into the kitchen. Maybe this is the time for Ned to build in a pantry and broom closet... we still haven't decided that one, but the bathroom is looking very good in that rustic, exposed stud kind of way.
Evan said today that he and friend Pat took a sausage shop run for some Braunschweiger; he also volunteered to bring some sausage home for us. Hmmm. Well, Evan, about that coming home thing. If we had stayed the course on the original tile-around-the-tub plan, we may have let you in within a few days. Now that we have plaster and brick flying, you'll have to camp at Grandma's during your next visit, just to be safe. But really, this whole bathroom adventure began as a way to make living here better for you. Really.