Besides, I know some of our help really wanted a break.
But, my father-in-law is the type of person that, once he starts a project, he just wants to get it done. He couldn't just leave the projects we started last weekend -- the floor and the tile -- unfinished. So, Tuesday morning at 8:00, after the Husband and I had both headed off to work, he arrived, mixed up the grout and opened the first box of floor tile.
I got home at 5:30 and it. was. perfect.
Beyond perfect, really. Luxurious. I could have sat in there all night.
He even installed the pocket door.
Can I comment for a moment on the amazingness that is the invention of a pocket door? In case you hadn't already noticed, this bathroom is
He spent the night. The next day, when I got home, I was sent over the moon and back again, this time in the living room/kitchen.
The bamboo is in! (No, the baseboards are not...) And it's beautiful, dark, rich, and oh, so very dusty.
Last weekend, my Father-In-Law told me he'd had a lot of fun with our little project. I'm glad he enjoyed helping us out, but I think we benefited far more from his presence than he did from being here. Where would we be without his help? Probably still somewhere back here:
I know it's Mothers' Day this weekend, but just for a moment, I'd like to appreciate the other half. Thanks G! I think you deserve a bit of a break now.