…the 8 pieces of tile strip we needed—came in.
Jane pitches a good fit. The person who did it admitted the mistake, the tile made it on Monday after a Friday order, which they assured us was absolutely impossible, and we have our tile in time for the tile guy, who arrives tomorrow! The salesperson was oh, so nice, and so fast to wait on me—she left another customer to do so—and wanted me and that little bundle of tile out of the shop in a hurry, I’m sure.
Jane got the floor down yesterday. Today Jane has painted the bathroom and ceiling. This afternoon we will hoist out the old bathroom sink and faucets—and loosen the countertop so we can simply lift it tomorrow and carry it to the garage. It is a particularly vile green laminate that is meant to resemble a woven fabric, edged in 1950’s malt-shop silver edging. We will be so glad to see that go.
Shu has spent the day lurking in the bathroom cabinet. We don’t know why. Evidently he feels that it is the site of great unrest and he is trying to settle it.
“particularly vile lime-green laminate” – laughed until I snorted water out of my nose!
I’m glad the division of labor has worked so well. You’ll have quite the “spa experience” when all of this extremely hard work is over.
Will there be a photo or two of the tilework?
Bravas!
…I am also envious.
Would someone looking for 1950’s / malt shop style kitsch buy that vile lime green and silver thing off you ladies?
Shu might have a point. Seems there’s been great unrest involving the bathroom situation. He’s guarding against strangenesses? Bravo, Shu-chan!
in re: the tile, It’s about durn time!
RE: “Shu has spent the day lurking in the bathroom cabinet. We don’t know why. Evidently he feels that it is the site of great unrest and he is trying to settle it.”
I agree with your supposition. Cats are quantum creatures which is why they have an instinctive grasp of both feng shui and quantum mechanics (6/1 fengs = 12/2 quantums). Obviously, that particular area of the quantumverse is in a highly unstable cattywompus state, (possibly the accumulation of bad Qi in the vile green laminate has caused a localized shortage of cations which has allowed the temporal manifestation of a localized strange attractor which requires a steady state source of mu particles to catinate it) and Shu Bidubi Duwop (to give him his full degrees and titles) has taken on the task of augmenting the flow of positive Qi as a stop-gap measure until renovation can be completed, the quantumverse can be restabilized at that point and normal flow of positive Qi can be reestablished. All part of the service. . .
“6/1 fengs = 12/2 quantums”…ROFL!
Maybe Shu-chan is on the hunt, waiting for the gremlin(s) who locked your door to return?
I bet Shu does a very good Basement Cat impression… lurking in the darkness of the cabinet.
I further wager that the woven aspect of the Vile Laminate let it accumulate soap scum, etc. in the tiny nooks and crannies that was impossible to remove without brush scrubbing. Good riddance to bad cess.
Might one request that Jane put up pix of your bathroom mural et. al. when the entire thing is complete? Such a work should be properly admired.
We’re all waiting with baited breath: was the tile install successful? Can we oooo and ahhh over it yet?
I am curious: you conquered the table saw, CJ, did you and Jane consider buying/renting a wet saw and installing your own tile?
Oh, we did, but y’know, there has to be a pony under everything we’ve shoveled, and we decided we deserved to sit and watch two cute guys do it well instead of wondering if it’ll leak.
Just curious: what does “there has to be a pony under everything we’ve shoveled” mean? Large hidden difficulties in every job you’ve tackled? It sounds as if it’s a known expression, but I’ve not heard it before.
I do quite agree with the decision (not that it’s any of my business…)! They should be turning up for work soon, I hope all goes well.
lol—an American expression: shoveling shit=dealing with a towering stack of unpleasant problems. “a pony” = the dreamed-for birthday request of every child. “I keep shoveling shit and shoveling shit. There’s got to be a pony under here somewhere.” Meaning—there’s got to be a reward under all this trouble.
Be careful with that bathroom cabinet–methinks it might be Shu’s Tardis! 🙂
“mu particles”, “cations”, “cattywompus”, I’m simply catatonic! I’ve got that all over my house, too, what with 3 furballs.
Oop! Silly me! that should be 6/1 fengs = 0.5(12) quantums — If God had wanted me to do math in my head, she wouldn’t have created calculators. . . .
Although I loved the “cattywompus,” it was the “Shu Bidubi Duwop” that really got me. I suppose he watches “Kauboi Bibop” too. (Cowboy Bebop.)
Heheh, I figured CJ was mixing expressions with the “there has to be a pony under there.” LOL, good stuff.
Heeheehee, “Shu Bidubi Duwop.” Wonderful! :rotfl:
T.S. Elliot (Ol’ Possum’s Book of Cats) maintains that cats have three names: The names humans call them, the names they call each other, and then their own secret name, the glory of which they are contemplating when they appear to be catnapping. According to Neil Gaiman (Coraline), cats don’t need names; they know who they are.
I’m with Gaiman on this point. However, my dad used to make up silly and ridiculously elaborate names to call my brother and me, and I kinda carry on the tradition with my cats. As for the cats, they’re, like, whatever. . .