We started by removing the toilet. Which, really, is pretty uneventful. That is until I was busy removing screws from the wall in the bathroom, minding my own business, and next thing I knew water was spraying all over the bathroom. Turns out someone forgot to cap the water line to the toilet before he turned the water back on. Water sprayed on the ceiling, walls and floor and dripped through the floor to the basement.
After the delay of soaking up gallons of water with most all the towels we own, we got back to work, continuing to remove old tile, screws, nails, flooring and staples. Then it was time to remove the tub. The pretty, pink, cast-iron tub. Don't let that pink tub fool ya - she's a beast. A 350-pound beast. A 350-pound beast that Dan and I (that's right, I said I) carried out of the house. We had the help of a shoulder dolly, but by the time we made it to the garage, I was done and these chicken legs felt like rubber but at least Dan can't say I didn't help.
|the pretty, pink, beast|
|proof that I carried that pretty, pink, beast|
Kaiden was a great, little helper too. He loves Saturdays when he gets to work with dad.
By the end of the day we completely gutted the bathroom; got the new tub and mortar bed set and built a small wall that the shower head will be on. Hopefully we'll be ready to install the tile around the tub and on the floor soon. We're getting there!