Spring in New Mexico can bring just about any combination of weather. It often snows unexpectedly, dropping 40 degrees in just a few hours and surprising us all with a big, wet, heavy snowfall.
Sometimes it rains, like late last night. Big, fat raindrops falling hard for about a half hour. Our new peach tree out back got a lovely drink, and we're hoping will pull that fresh water up into itself to sweeten the essence of peaches to come.
And the wind, well, the wind blows whenever it's not snowing or raining, which is most days. A fine layer of sand tends to settle, a layer full of allergens, so those who suffer (like my family...), have a difficult time avoiding the pollens that tend to bring on the hay fever.
Remodels. This one, in spite of the terrible, parenthetical plumbing crisis that occurred right after Hubby and brotherinlaw demolished the bath and before actual reconstruction had begun, is finished. The tile looks amazing. The 4" white, shiny, Subway tile that had adorned that bath has been replaced with a beautiful, creamy tan color tile accented with smaller, darker squares along two stripes around the tub. The retextured/painted walls look wonderful, and we've installed a permanent, curved shower rod on which we've hung a beautiful, smoky grey blue crinkled silk shower curtain that accents the surrounding tile nicely.
Daughter is pleased. We are also happy, and in the end have decided not to refinish the tub at all. I started doing some serious research about how durable the refinish is (it's not-it's very fragile, chips easily, and can peel within just a few years...not our idea of a real solution) that has resulted in our opting not to resurface. The tub is fine, no chips, no mars, it's just white. Which really doesn't look bad at all next to the tile. And unless you really look, you won't notice it's whiter than the biscuit toilet...
Bottom line, if/when we go to sell the house at some point and the prospective buyers say anything, we'll put in a white toilet.
Sometimes it rains, like late last night. Big, fat raindrops falling hard for about a half hour. Our new peach tree out back got a lovely drink, and we're hoping will pull that fresh water up into itself to sweeten the essence of peaches to come.
And the wind, well, the wind blows whenever it's not snowing or raining, which is most days. A fine layer of sand tends to settle, a layer full of allergens, so those who suffer (like my family...), have a difficult time avoiding the pollens that tend to bring on the hay fever.
Remodels. This one, in spite of the terrible, parenthetical plumbing crisis that occurred right after Hubby and brotherinlaw demolished the bath and before actual reconstruction had begun, is finished. The tile looks amazing. The 4" white, shiny, Subway tile that had adorned that bath has been replaced with a beautiful, creamy tan color tile accented with smaller, darker squares along two stripes around the tub. The retextured/painted walls look wonderful, and we've installed a permanent, curved shower rod on which we've hung a beautiful, smoky grey blue crinkled silk shower curtain that accents the surrounding tile nicely.
Daughter is pleased. We are also happy, and in the end have decided not to refinish the tub at all. I started doing some serious research about how durable the refinish is (it's not-it's very fragile, chips easily, and can peel within just a few years...not our idea of a real solution) that has resulted in our opting not to resurface. The tub is fine, no chips, no mars, it's just white. Which really doesn't look bad at all next to the tile. And unless you really look, you won't notice it's whiter than the biscuit toilet...
Bottom line, if/when we go to sell the house at some point and the prospective buyers say anything, we'll put in a white toilet.
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