NEWMANNNNNNN!

Did you watch Sienfeld?  If you did, you probably remember Newman...he was a weasely little man that lived down the hall and was forever out to "get" Jerry. Well, I'm very fortunate in that I don't have a person like Newman in my life. I guess I'm blessed like that :)  But I still have my very own Newman in the form of a hall bath.  I know it sounds weird, but it is true.  This room has been a thorn in my side ever since we moved in!  Allow me to elaborate...

Despite the fact that it is one of the smallest rooms in our house, it has presented us with more challenges than we could have ever anticipated:

• very unpleasant wall colors that were masking a wallpaper removal project gone TERRIBLY wrong (I now HATE wallpaper and the color lavender) 
• absolutely atrocious cat stains and odors that presented themselves shortly after moving in (I now strongly dislike cats - I know that's not fair, but I don't really care)
• two different unresolved plumbing issues that damaged the vanity and ceiling above the shower (fear not, I still like plumbing :)

As if that stuff isn't enough - it would seem that Newman doesn't really like to be worked on either.  When J was attempting to eradicate the pet stain and odor issues, the tool he was using to sand the sub-floor gave up and caught fire - NOT COOL!  When we were prepping the room to repair the walls and repaint, the mirror fell and broke the toilet tank lid. That didn't seem so bad until we realized that you can't just go to L*wes and buy a new toilet tank lid - you have to buy a whole new toilet.  Thankfully, J ended up finding a replacement lid from a very peculiar man who salvages old toilets for parts. J would tell you that the "toilet graveyard" experience was most assuredly NOT COOL!

As I mentioned a week or so ago, we are in the process of doing some renovations on this bathroom.  I have to say, things have gone really smoothly- almost surprisingly so - until today!  While painting the crown molding that J put up on Saturday, the lamp I was using for extra light fell off of the ladder's paint tray and BROKE that blasted toilet tank lid!  AGAIN?!?!  SERIOUSLY!?!?  

I don't think there is any chance of me getting J to go back to the "toilet graveyard" so I guess that means we are getting a new toilet.

NEWMANNNNNNNN!