This time, it is the red travertine tile around the tub. Nice blue wall and red hole of a shampoo tray, eh? I guess that is a reminder to Contractor that he isn’t finished yet? I just leave myself notes, but suum cuique.
There was some excitement with the floor tiles. The larger ones were leftover gifts from a neighbor’s remodel and are discontinued. So I had a finite supply of them. Last night I wasn’t convinced that we were going to have enough. But it seems we do. Maybe I’ll ask Contractor to pour some water into wine and break loaves to feed the masses next.
Still no porcelain god to which to pray.
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