Yesterday was GNARLY! Spent the majority of the day jack-hammering through an 85 year-old brick and concrete foundation to sink a floor drain. The dust kicked off from the concrete saw made me look like I had just stepped off of the face of the moon. I have concrete in every crevice...and it won't wash off!
Then I drank beer...sometimes all I need is a Stella...and a few glasses of a nice crisp white. And a Pimm's Ginger Ale. And a coke. And a cookie.
So today all of the sinks arrived. Imagine, five sinks in 180 sqft. That's like having five sinks in your above average sized (but still by no means large) bathroom. Actually, I had the thought that "The Water Closet" might have been a pretty good name for the place...classy right?
Speaking of restrooms, so the last piece of the puzzle is to take the plans down to the health department for approval...after that...it's just a matter of time...no crazy hurdles anymore...just days and days of unemployment and nothing to do. By nothing I mean creating a wine list, scrounging some money for product...getting the &$@%#* website finished, and working on "ambience." my good friends with no money say I should really kitsch it out...and my paying clients say I should make it shabby sheik...I want both to be happy...which means, my apologies, I won't be listening to either.
Left to do today: hook up hand sink. Piece of cake.
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