One of the biggest eyesores of this house was the bathroom, especially the bathtub. Permanently stained and its paint peeling off, the bathtub has made me snarl for 6 long years. Every time I cleaned it, and, I'll admit, it wasn't that often, I screamed and cursed at the disgustingness.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Having a contractor for a husband has its perks. Having a meticulous contractor for a husband is a Godsend. Our house was, for a lack of a better term, a real shit pit when we bought it 6 years ago. But it came with 3.1 beautiful acres and it was what we could afford at the time. Knowing that D could turn it into a comfortable home, we forged ahead. Over the years we've tackled (ok, not me, just him) room by room and slowly it has transformed into something we're proud of.