The remodel of the hall bathroom is nearly done. My dad laid the tile floor last week and it looks beautiful and I’ve been working on re-staining the vanity this week. Which looks more…amateurish than beautiful. (Not to sound like every Pinterest Fail out there, but: it looked a lot easier online.)
Doc helped me carry the vanity upstairs last night and I was pointing out the gloppy stain and the uneven parts and generally lamenting over it. He looked at me and said, in his reasonable way, “Do we need to take it outside and burn it? You could have a…bonfire of the vanity.”
