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I decided that today I'd try to finish the bathroom. The main thing I needed help with was the light fixture and the outlet. There were 2 wires coming into the bathroom, not official receptacles, except for the switch. I called my dad to come help me figure out the wiring. He ended up doing all the work because it wired so strangely. So we ran the wires down inside the walls rather than just hanging down from the ceiling. There is an official outlet and a wired in light fixture. The other thing I needed help with was removing the toilet tank so that I could remove the wallpaper from behind it and paint behind it. Dad helped me with that, too. Actually, he did most of the work on that. When I got the supplies from the building supply store in Carthage this morning, I told the man that this bathroom is so small it should be measured in square inches rather than feet. Eight square feet is a generous estimate. I tell people that you can potty and wash your hands at the same time, saving you a few extra seconds. (Gross, I know.)

Taking off a toilet tank is not something I would have been able to do on my own, especially for the first time. Now, I think I could, because I know what it looks like and how it goes together. Just a word of advice: if you ever take a toilet tank off, have a repair kit already at home. The gasket will most likely need replacing. Just thought you'd need to know.

I got a shiny silver 3-light vanity fixture for the bathroom. I'm going to get the glass man here in Walnut Grove to cut a mirror for the wall. The other one was so high that Matt couldn't see in it.

I did discover that I am going to have to put a coat of Kilz over the brown paint. It shows through the red and make it look rusty. Did I mention that the poor little bathroom as at least 5 different colors of paint in its history? White, beige, grey, mint green, and brown--soon to be Kilz white and red.

I'm excited to see how it's going to turn out. With all the hard part done, the rest is cosmetic: paint, shelves, mirror. I know that I can do that. I hope to be done soon.

Comments

Anonymous said…
oh boy. what a project! Our experiences with red paint have been horrible! We actually had to put a grey primer under the red paint so as not to have to put 15 coats of paint on. It sill took 4 coats. Hope you have better luck!

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