Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Nipples or Nostrils

The new hall bath vanity.
Someone once told me that if your marriage can survive building/remodeling a house - it can survive anything.  I don't know if that quote applies to married people who remodeled or built 6 houses in 10 years but I'm going to pray it does.  Jace and I mostly love doing houses together.  We love the whole process.  Jace is so good at his stuff and I love getting to see the house "dreams" in my head come to life.  But home improvement can be exhausting, stressful, and scary and that can turn into weight gain, high blood pressure, empty bank accounts, and bickering spouses.

The above photographed bathroom vanity did indeed cause some tense moments during our lastest house remodel.  Jace doesn't even bat an eye when I come hauling an old broken piece of furniture into the house and request the plumber to convert it into a bathroom vanity.  That he can handle.  

It was the mirror height that had our feathers all rumpled.  Jace is a healthy 6' 3" and I on a good day am 5' 4 1/2".  (Yes, I always throw in the 1/2")  That is a height difference of 10 1/2".  That sweet man hung the mirror all by himself one day and it was somewhere near the bathroom ceiling - I requested a redo - and pointed to the spot where the mirror should be - closer to the sink.



"Oh good.  I'll be able to look at my nipples - ONLY - in the mirror when I wash my hands."

"Well, too bad because I'm not going to jump up and down in the bathroom to get a glimpse of my nostrils."

I'm telling you it was tense.  We had ridiculous conversations like that for days.  In the end, the mirror went somewhere in the middle.  We call that a compromise or a "I don't want to talk about it anymore, so I'll hang the mirror where ever I want because I know how to run the power tools better than her."

Hall bath - After renovation and after the mirror was permanently fastened to the wall.
The hall bathroom before?  You should probably see it and then appreciate all our efforts.

Yellow tub.  Yellow toilet. Yellow linoleum floor.

Want to see the master bath?


Master Bath - Before.  Days after birthing a child - in the hospital, not the bathroom.



Have I already told you I know a really good looking plumber?  He's good ain't he?

Stick around.  There's more to see.

And by the way,  I hate the word nipples.  Don't you?


  1. Hahaha only you can say nipples on the blog and still sound cool. I have been giggling to myself as I read this post. I missed the view one too. Your photography is lovely and you did hit a jackpot with old jace. Could you tell him I said so and then tell him I need some light fixtures hung?

  2. my husband and I have this same problem all the time. He is 6'4" and I'm 5'4". I ask him to hang pictures only to come back and find them about six inches from the ceiling. The worst part is that after I make him lower them you can still see the original hole!!!

    Now I tape up newsprint to show him where the picture should go.


  3. whoa- that's a lot of moving.
    i turn into a complete mess when the house is going through even the smallest renovation. i'm such a diva.

    thanks for saying hello.
    let's be friends.

  4. You two do such great work! I loved the N & N story, so funny!

  5. Haha Lindsay! I found your blog this morning via Better After and have enjoyed poking around! Would you believe we just hung our bathroom mirror last night and had a very similar conversation?

    As lame as frameless builder-grade bathroom mirrors are, maybe they do serve a purpose when there are such height differences involved... :)
    I'm your newest follower - hope you have a great day!
    Meredith @ Welcome to Heardmont