Bathroom Progress and a Wall

This weekend we made major progress on the kids' bathroom. We primed and painted the walls and the ceiling. Then, the walls and ceiling both received their first coat of paint. Then, when I thought it really couldn't get any better we successfully installed the toilet. And it works.

We chose to paint the bathroom the same color as our master bathroom for three reasons. One, I read in a magazine somewhere that it was a trending color. Two, our Realtor seemed to really like it. And most importantly, we already had 3/4 of a can left. So what color did we choose?

Benjamin Moore's Harbour Fog

 

Ohhh. Ahhh. 

Getting ready for the porcelain thrown's install. 

The Bird made a home out of the toilet box. He even took markers inside the space to decorate it. We eventually got rid of demolished the house due to a large 'crack in the ceiling.' I guess all good things must come to an end. 

The first flush. Yes, we all gathered in the bathroom, held our breath, and made a big deal out of this flush, but that's pretty much how we do everything. It was a celebratory flush for sure. 

Now, the title of this post is 'Bathroom Progress and a Wall.' It's not the type of wall you were thinking. No, we didn't install a wall or anything of that nature. We actually hit a wall. As in our progress came to a screeching hault. We were cruising along getting ready to put in the vanity and install the new light fixtures when we had to stop. Why? One, it was nap time, and everything around her stops at nap time and two, well, because we don't have a door. And without a door, we don't have door trim. Without the trim we do not have base molding. And without the base molding cannot install the vanity. Bummer. 

We have the door, but it isn't just any door. It's a 70-year-old-ish door. And it needs work and a lot of  love. Love that comes in the form of a sander, wood glue, primer and paint. 

When we bought our 1938 bungalow it had a cheap door that someone had installed backwards. The door opened into our hallway and guests often mistook the door for a closet, because closets open out and rooms ALWAYS open in. Let that be a lesson learned for you. Why it opened out, I really haven't a clue. The previous owner had also managed to rip out all the original trim around the door so we'll be replacing that as well. 

So that's where we are. I've got to finish my end of the deal before we can hang the door and move forward with any sort of progress. Until then, the Bird certainly doesn't mind using the toilet without a door.