It had been an ugly week for me and Saturday was no different. Calling myself a bitch was putting it mildly. I was out of control and could recognize it but had no power to change it. I felt horrible for W2. I was sick to death of tripping over stuff no matter I chose to walk, stepping on things that hurt when you stepped on them, and having things fall over onto my feet. Just over it. So at 6 pm on Saturday when we don't have enough tile, let's just say it wasn't a good thing.
But off to the Evil Orange Box we went, me for the second time that day, to find tile that would match what we already had and not cost a fortune. We were successful and went home to figure out how to pattern the three types of tile together. We agreed on a design and called it quits for the night, opening a bottle of wine...and polishing it off in short order.
Sunday we actually tiled the floor. Because it is so flippin' humid it probably will not be dry for another week. Which is a bit of a problem since the room only has one exit, meaning we couldn't tile the entire floor in one shot. We go 2/3 done and will have to wait for it to dry. We are both happy with it, and I will post pictures soon.
Tonight we are back to wiring outlets. I'm actually getting good at it!
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