Oh, the master bathroom. This is how it looked the first day we visited the house. It wasn't technically on the market yet, and I honestly don't know if our realtor gave the sweet old man living there much notice that we were coming to look.
We moved in and tore down one shelf, showing the pretty wallpaper behind it.
Below is the pretty wallpaper hiding behind the cabinet over the toilet. Later I found out these two layers were not the only layers of paper I would have to remove...
One day I casually asked my husband to fix the dripping bathtub faucet. Turns out, the dripping faucet was the least of our worries. We had a water leak in the wall behind the shower.
Everything was rotten.
And moldy.
It all had to go.
So my handsome handyman tore everything out. I explained how I wanted the new bathroom to look and he made it happen! Many, many trips to Lowes and one trip to the emergency room and things started coming together.
{Side note: In my husband's defense, the trip to the emergency room was not his fault. As he was lifting a brand new toilet out of the box it broke and sliced his finger. There was so much blood everywhere I made him go! Turns out he didn't need stitches so he probably didn't need to go anyway...}
Finished! Love.
One of these days we'll get around to remodeling the hall bathroom. {Shudder}
