Over Thanksgiving I am getting a new bathroom. My current bathroom isn't awful, but it is close. The built in tub has no tile around it so instead there is a metal bar that circles it from the ceiling and a shower curtain has to go all the way around in order to protect the walls. Add a 60 year old drafty window to the equation and showering feels like standing in a cave wrapped in saran wrap. The tub floor looks coffee stained, the toilet back and base are cracked and my peeling pedestal sink provides no storage. Since there is some insurance money left from the roof blowing off fiasco, the bathroom is going to be re-done.
Work schedules and strange tile shop hours forced me to go by myself to pick out the floor and wall tiles and after perusing three different stores I was feeling a little hopeless. Plus, Mom said that I needed to make the choice by myself because it was completely a matter of personal taste. Every time I got close to making a decision I panicked. Picking scared me! It isn't like paint, I couldn't change my mind once it was up and just go get a new color. Once the stuff was installed I was going to be stuck with it. Every day I would have to see it, walk over it, stare at it in the shower. How could I possibly make a decision this big? And by myself, too!
As I stood in front of aisles and aisles of displays and got increasingly overwhelmed I realized picking out tile felt the same as picking out candidates this election. Don't get me wrong, I am well aware that casting a vote for the next president is much more significant than selecting tile for my bathroom. On the other hand, both result in outcomes I am going to have to deal with constantly and for at least four years. The tiles I'm going to have to see, walk over, and stare at in the shower every single day. The president? He is going to be present in my every day life, too, with changes in tax policy among many other issues.In the end, I chose my tile on my own and am thrilled. I've made my choices for the elections tomorrow as well and am prepared to live with my choice for the next term(s).
As I've said before, I'm not one to publicly discuss who is going to get my vote. I just think it is a personal choice. Even more personal than choosing bathroom tile. So, if I have to reveal one decision or the other...
Wall (4x4 tiles):
Floor (12x12 tiles):
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Well, you did better than me. I only made a decision in the darn Chang Borh / Orenstein race half an hour ago. (Since when is a District Court seat so difficult to decide, anyway?)
Nice tiles, too! I can't wait to see it. Not, I'm sure, as impatiently as you. We've got a poor bathroom here (though not as bad as yours, it seems), and I'm quite looking forward to getting out.
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