I'm starting to think there are cameras rigged in our house right now. We watch lots of DIY/HGTV programming. Lots. When the new show Renovation Realities debuted I thought they dragged the bottom of the barrel to find crazy folks to participate. Surely normal people don't behave in that fashion. Really. It's ridiculous. Or is it? We've given those fools a run for their money. Take today. T. is all ready to tile the bathroom. Everyone is quick to say how eaaaasy it is. Piece of cake. (Keeping in mind that the kitchen is STILL not installed and the one storage place we had established has been emptied to allow me to paint over the lead paint, we decided to go ahead and tile.) Tomorrow. Lots of pep talking in the big box store. A new underlayment material. WE GOT THIS!
Yeah right.
That slightly wobbly toilet? You guessed it. Leaking. That bump in the floor under the toilet? No, it's not a piece of replacement underlayment. It's a patch job. A patch job that's been leaked under. For months. Years even. Thin set does not equal a solution to a leaking toilet. Water + wood + time= mold. Ugly, black mold. So that easy tile job? Eh... not so easy. And in this house with one bathroom? Well... hello woods? I'm still not sure how that will be handled. Not yet at least. I'm hoping that some friend of ours will be going out of town soon and that they need house sitters. Seriously. Especially with this diabetes insipidus. I need a bathroom. Frequently.
Hello, America. We know you're watching us. You think we're making it all up for a TV show? Yeah. That's it. We're in it for the ratings. Or not. We're just in it. Deep.
Wanna be on Renovation Realities yourselves? Oh, you know you do. Apparently it's just this easy. Maybe we should sign up before we start the kitchen.
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