now – it’s personal
 
It doesn’t fit. Not the toilet – that’s still on a truck circling Coon Rapids. The sink. The sink from upstairs. The sink that has been paid for and already here, thus shrinking my ever growing carbon footprint. The sink that Ben said wouldn’t fit. The sink he wanted to replace. I hate it when he’s right. Not that I’m one of THOSE women that thinks she is always right (but I am usually) (really) but because I’m going to have to hear about it for the next six months until he’s right again. I haven’t recovered from the last time I was wrong. When was that? Sorry, not important.
 
Anyway, it doesn’t fit. See, I dropped it in to see how the mirror would fit and viola. The plumbing hangs out on the sides and you practically have to stand in the shower to use it.. Dan, the tile guy, said that lots of people when a project goes on too long, just start throwing money at it to get it done. I have reached that point. I need it done. It’s not that the dog has a jones for soap. Eating and then hurling it all over everything. You’d think she’d learn, but no. Everyday she cruises the bathroom to see if she can get her fix…(what brought you to this lowly state…it was soap poisoning!) It’s not that every time you have to “go” you have to “go” upstairs. It’s that this has killed the joy of shopping! I’m sick of looking for plumbing fixtures. Can’t I just shop for shoes?
  
Lets review shall we? Spent forever trying to find a toilet to fit. (paid too much) A mirror that will fit (probably going to pay too much). And now a sink that will fit (will pay too much). Proving what I’ve always known – I don’t do math. Bonus! Ben and I don’t agree on what we like. Another good reason to reuse the upstairs sink, as we already agreed when we bought it a couple of years ago. New sink, new negotiations. Or more aptly put – Square pegs, round fucking holes.

So, I’m broken but not beaten although I am very very tired and really cranky… What to choose? Your opinions will be considered and tallied (if it helps me win) in the final decision.

This is the mirror I think I’m going to get. A little disco, but I like it. It’s big though 19 x 34. But I made a template (God help me I did) and it will fit. But it I don’t buy it soon, someone on ebay will snap it up and then I’ll end up paying full price at West Elm. I hate paying full price. Just so you can consider when looking at the sinks.

Here are the options for the sink. I like the two just “sinks” sinks. But I keep thinking it will look like the lavatory in elementary school. But that may be a bonus with the oompa lumpa toilet. See photo. The black one is cool (but pricey, see money throwing in previous paragraph) and has the added advantage of storage. Something sorely lacking in this bath. No medicine cabinet, and unless I can find something I don’t hate, no shelves.

My mantra (which for work is “I’m getting paid, I’m getting paid”) doesn’t apply here. I have changed it too “the next room will be easier, the next room will be easier” which would have been true if I wasn’t burning a hole in my budget. (Being on a budget always makes things harder! I’m actually afraid to add the numbers up) I may have to petition the committee (me) for an increase. What’s cost of living on 10 grand. In addition, I still don’t actually have 10,000 (except for Ashley’s wedding money) (hummm….) so it may be a moot point.

Right now all I want is a completed bathroom and to read a book. And world peace. Oh, and pie!