|Master bath shower|
I am waiting for the plumber, who I believe is coming today. But I am not exactly sure when or if he will actually be here. Hey, I have nothing else to do, right?
This is the shower place that will get plumbed today. Hopefully. Cross your fingers for me. That window will be reconstructed to have only two rows of glass tiles, and the rest will be the niches underneath. And two shower heads on each sidewall. This is where the Schluter System will be installed.
So yesterday I started scraping up the plaster and texture and mopping up the dust. When Frank go home around 3 pm, he jumped in to help. By then my back was killing me. It seems that scraping and sweeping really hurts my back.
|My quilting studio|
after the floors have set, I will cover them with visqueen to keep the ultimate paint drops from destroying the new grout.
|Where the long arm will live|
Remember the storm Matthew? Well, all the adjusters were pulled from here and sent to there.
If you haven't learned anything yet, here is something.
We use a lot of salt on our food, our roads and in our spa baths. But salt use to be rare, costly and important as a unit of monetary value. Romans would give the soldiers coins and salt as salary. In fact "salarium" was what they called salt as salary. Get that? LOL.
|Paint is living in the kitchen|
Since salt was dear, you would cautiously guard the stash of salt you had. The devil would crave the salt, so he would stand behind you and nudge your shoulder to make you spill some. But if you quickly picked up a pinch of spilled salt with your right hand and tossed it over your left shoulder, it would hit the devil in his eye, blinding him long enough for you to save your salt!
For me, the paint is more valuable than salt. I own no salt right now, but I do have a lot of paint ready to be spread over all my walls!