July 6, 2016

The Bathroom from H-E-Double Hockey Sticks

We have come a long way, but there is still a long fixer-upper journey ahead of us. Let's take a moment though to recognize how far we have come.
The biggest nightmare...the hallway bathroom. Seriously. This thing was a nightmare.
 A mosaic of raw, rough, splintery, unpainted, unsanded, multi-colored pallet wood on all, but one wall. 
A ginormous black cabinet that is so sad you can practically hear it cry.
Check out this Singer sewing machine turned into a sink. Clever, but weird. Oh and it sits atop brick. Super great idea to have a small brick step in a bathroom. That's just what I want to stub my toe on/slip and crack my head on. Genius idea.
 And the finale is a galvanized tin shower surround bolted to the wall with a bajillion and one cursed bolts. Don't forget to check out that shower head. One of a kind garbage right there.
 When you think of doing a bathroom remodel, you think of the main fixtures, {which, in this case, definitely need replacing} but this bathrooms first priority has been fixing the walls. Each piece of pallet wood was nailed to the wall with an absurd amount of nails. Then behind the pallet wood was enormous pieces of plywood which again were nailed into the wall with a stupid amount of nails. 


This bathroom was literally 3 inches smaller because of the walls. It was claustrophobic, dark, and unwelcoming. A new vanity and a new shower surround are on the list of things to do, but here is the bathroom today.


 The black cabinet is now bright white. We added crown molding.
 Plus, my dads super awesome eighty-something year old friend made me cabinet doors for the bottom shelves so I can actually put useful things there.

The gold sink got a good scrubbing with elbow grease and an S.O.S. pad by yours truly and my little sidekick.

Before.
 After.
 {A month after I bought that blue drain cover I realized it was just a sticker and came off. I was previously frustrated that the one drain cover that fit was blue. Silly me. Now it matches the faucet.}
The sewing machine table/sink is a lot less offensive now that the walls are beautiful. And the tin shower looks mucho better being covered up with a shower curtain. Someday they both will be replaced, but for now this bathroom has definitely been transformed into a thing of beauty.
It would be ungrateful of me to not thank the following individuals for their time, blood, sweat, tears, talents and generosity:
Jordan - Manual labor, ripped boards off walls, yanked nails out of the wall, installed bead board & chair-rail
Dad - Manual labor, ripped boards off walls, patched walls, installed bead board, chair-rail, cabinet doors and bathroom light I found for $7 at Goodwill, cleaned out rotted walls and dead cockroaches
Mom - patched walls, mudded walls, textured walls, sanded walls, painted walls, caulked everything in sight, supervised, inspired brothers to come help their little sister
Bethany - babysat Oliver from 9 a.m. - 7 p.m every day for a week and made us dinner most nights
J.J. - ripped boards off walls, kept Jordan sane/company
Chris & Tim - installed baseboards, masterminded crown molding, put up bead board & chair-rail, Tim was also my {un}licensed electrician
Sharon & Heather - Completed details of painting, kept me sane/company
Bob Porter - made cabinet doors for free, complete with hinges