He was only two days late, but the demolition man finally arrived. (This is par for the course with sub-trades. Why is that?) It took all of two hours to gut the bathroom. He hammered off all the old wall tiles, chipped up the floor tiles, ripped down the old built-ins and hauled it all away. The next visit will be from the plumber to raise the shower head and reset the commode. Since this morning I've been dancing around trying not to think about peeing. Do I hear a truck in the driveway? How 'bout now? Is the plumber here now? I think a trip to the gas station up the street may be in order.
There was one unintended casualty with all the crashing and banging. I forgot to empty a shelf on an adjoining wall and my Dan Cloutier Canucks bobblehead took a header. Sorry Clouts, you didn't make it longterm as a Canuck and you didn't make it longterm as a bobblehead either. At least PeeWee landed on his feet.
That reminds me of the time when I had to replace the commode. The old one was pulled and then the plumber did not have time to set the new one (which was in a box in my livingroom)- a lesson in 'don't do business with the boss's husband'. At that same time both my children got the stomach flu. Then my ex stopped by and asked, with watery eyes, if he could use the bathroom and I tried to explain to him there was only a hole in the floor with a rag stuffed in it. Sorry, I seem to have gotten carried away reminiscing.
Posted by: Punkin in Oregon | March 22, 2007 at 19:02
hey i have the exact same pee wee bobblehead.
hope they get everything all sorted out back up and running.
Posted by: meg | March 22, 2007 at 19:48
Oh no - you have to walk to a gas station to pee???
Posted by: Ruth | March 22, 2007 at 21:26
You are a much braver woman than me.....
Posted by: Scoutj | March 22, 2007 at 23:45
i'm relieved to see that peewee survived
Posted by: maryse | March 23, 2007 at 08:09
Pee Wee seems to always land on his feet, doesn't he? :)
Posted by: stacey | March 23, 2007 at 09:05
Knowing I couldn't go would make me have to go all the more. Hopefully, you're not like me. :)
Posted by: Karen | March 23, 2007 at 10:13
Oh man...there is nothing like knowing you can't pee to make you have to pee RIGHT NOW. I hope they hurry!
Now I gotta go.
Posted by: s t a c i | March 23, 2007 at 10:45
*hops around with legs crossed in sympathy*
Posted by: Chris | March 23, 2007 at 13:31
I hope you made it to the gas station :-)
Great post today - it made me laugh...
Posted by: Angie Grimm | March 23, 2007 at 23:06
Perhaps this is how I'll finally get rid of the Carlos Beltram bobblehead Bubba insists on showcasing in our office. I'll redo the office! Kidding. That would be naughty. Maybe you should get the thumbs up from your neighbors to use their loo during the remodel?
Posted by: finnyknits | March 24, 2007 at 04:39
Just make sure all of your tradespeople are potty-trained. Our carpenter recently pooped in a bag and left it on the deck for us to find. I guess he thought that was appropriate since we don't have a toilet yet. I, however, did not think it appropriate and I'm guessing most people would feel the same way...
Posted by: zilya | March 30, 2007 at 17:01