BATHROOM and AMY'S OFFICE

The hole in the ceiling is above the bathtub is roughly the size of a small Portuguese estate. Notice the missing tiles around the tub. Rumor has it we have to remove most of the tiles as they are not properly waterproofed (they are no longer adhered to the wall, but rather to each other). Water damage everywhere if we don't glue them on properly. The tub is in fine shape other than two dime-sized nicks in the porcelain. Luckily a small company in Pennsylvania makes touch-up paint to match any bathtub color.

This is the old toilet as well. A very dirty job to take it out as there was a universe of living things spending their hours burrowed into the nether regions. BUT, if one has scooped as much horse **** as I have, then there was little bother. Nasty, but we survived. Our new toilet was a compromise. I couldn't decide which of the fancy Kohler toilets I wanted to last a lifetime (I'm liking the Memoirs series). But as I was melting down in Home Depot (and "wasting valuable construction time"), Matt suggested we get a $40 temporary pot. The temp crapper is very nice, and most importantly, gets the job done. We no longer have to run across the street to Java's Brewin' to relieve ourselves.

Also a picture of my office. Notice the neat stickers pasted to the very nice [solid] oak door. A little warm water, Pine Sol, a plastic scraper and it was clean in an hour. Stickers suck, even if they bear a child's feeble moment of nonsensical creativy. Kids should be kept away from gummy butterflies and unicorns and urged against sentimentality.

You can also see the missing floor tiles in my office. The great news is that they were asbestos tiles, so we had to wear masks during their removal. Matt has been weezing for a week. If he has asbestosis, then maybe the settlement check to pay for our school loans. He's great to take one for the team.

The window in my office leads out to the landing/deck/city "garden".