Story. Bathroom Fiasco. Part 3.

So when I left you last, we were in demoville.

Which later turned into this....

Then finally this....

This is where we sat for one....two.....three.....four.....five.....six weeks.  Um, yes, I said six.  Ouch.  I think it was at this point that I had this conversation with my 4-year old:

Dek:  Mami...when is my birthday?

Mami:  Honey, your birthday is only a few weeks away!  I don't even know what you want!  What do you think you want for your birthday?

Dek:  I'd like a bathub please.

We finally started working on the next phase, which was to replace all the insulation and install the concrete board.  Which takes us here.  Stay tuned! 

FINALLY we're getting somewhere!