I know every one on the ether world that is Blog is dieing to know the rest of the story.
I don't have that yet, but after going to every home improvement store in town we found some beautiful 6 x 6 floor tile, granite texture with a subtle pink, beige, & grey hue.
Sounds simple, but 6 x 6 floor tile seems to be a rare commodity. All the helpful people at the other home improvement stores looked at us like we had anthrax when we asked for it.
I sold flooring for nine years, and though I've been out of the business for eleven years, eleven blissful years, I know 6 x 6 floor tile is very common. It beats vinyl that can crack and peel, and that wet dogs can dig up when their not happy about being blockaded in the bathroom.
Sadly, I have no more dogs, but I want an indestructible floor, and I don't want to have to rely on a subcontract installer, who may or may not be in jail on the day we expect him, to install the floor. I want a floor that can be installed by a handy man, contractor & brother-in-law Skip.
Skip does very nice work, and he only gets drunk when his brother, my husband, presses a little too much Fat Tire on him.
When the effing bathroom is done, I promise to post pictures that will make Better Homes and Gardens and Martha Stewart weep.
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Jeez, Mom -- you sound a little anti-subcontractor. Had some bad experiences, have you?
Some individuals become contractors because they can't hold down a regular job.
I'm sure most successful contractors are reliable. If they weren't they could never make a living.
The problem is sifting the chaff from the wheat.
I know Uncle Skip is reliable, and his work is excellant, but I pity the poor souls who don't have inside knowledge.
Even a reputable company often hires iffy workers if they're extremely busy, and in this area right now they're all extremely busy.
I'd rather not take any chances.
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