Yeah I'm Bad, But Not Racist
I admit it. I've been bad. I've neglected my blog like the red-headed step-child. But I have a good excuse. It's the in-laws fault.
In mid-June Suz's family will be coming to stay with us when her cousin Vicki, and Ryan, get married. For that event I will require two working bathrooms to prevent raunch build-up and eliminate lengthy shower queues. So the clock is ticking to get the excrement disposal unit working in the basement.
Using my handy demolition skills, I've converted the once useable basement into a dump. A dumpster will soon fill our driveway so I can haul away the piles of debris which currently make it almost impossible to walk through the basement.
The floor was poured in two separate pours, so we had a giant gap that my dad and I filled with the-most-depressing-shade-of-grey-you've-ever-seen concrete. It will be a nice contrast to the completed floor, which will be the most exciting shade of beige carpeting you've ever seen.
Tonight we indulged in a shopping spree, acquiring large quantites of white drywall, pink insulation, yellow lumber, and white Kohler products. A nice 32" bathroom door and a 32" French door for the laundry room rounded out the load. Not bad as far as diversity goes.