I am occasionally
challenging. Strong willed, stubborn, trying; I’ve heard a few words synonymous
with “strong personality.” I choose to think of this as having standards and
expectations. Toe-may-toe, Toe-mah-toe.
The point of this mini-diatribe is that in working on
finishing the bathroom (nope, not done yet!), I’ve had to bring in a few
sub-contractors to do things that are past my skill level. For example, I don’t
generally do plumbing or electrical. I also chose not to lay the marble floor
in the bathroom because I didn’t think I could get the cuts precise enough for
the 1”x2” basket weave to up to the aforementioned standards. So I brought in a
flooring contractor with awesome ratings instead.
Now, I hired this contractor in June while The Roommate was
out of the country for a while. I did it so that I could get a move on with
getting the plumbing in and the rest of the room complete. I got the bid early
in the week and they were in on Thursday to lay the floor – I’d been pretty
clear we were tight on time since The Roommate was set to return in a few days.
The installer got to work and was about 65% through the
floor when he realized that the tile supplier had sent about ½ white tile sheets
and ½ grey tile sheets and came to tell me. Had we known this before, we could
have either come up with a different pattern or just worked with the supplier
to send the correct stuff out. But, since the floor was not in a position to be
ripped up (read Part III of the Saga to hear all about the original boards and sub-floor!),
we had to keep going.
Most of the white went under the tub, vanity, perimeter and
any other place that wouldn’t be seen or at least not obvious. But we ran out
of grey for good with about 6 sq. ft. to go – right in front of the door. So
there are 6 whiter tiles than the rest of the room. I’m choosing to ignore that
for the time being and I’ll consider staining them later.
A few days later, they came in to grout and ran out so they
had to come back to complete it. Let me tell you, I hated the grout color. It
was a light dove grey (I thought it would be darker!) and didn’t give the floor any definition. I went to the
Tile Shop and talked through all of the possible options to make it darker and
Darrin (who’s the best for any tile-y questions you may have) told me to go
home and put some water on it to see if I liked the color it was when wet.
Fortunately, the answer was yes and I got some sealant for
the floor. I got a call from the contractor too asking if I was ready for a final
walk through. Since the floor wasn’t yet sealed and the transition piece not
yet installed, I reminded them of that and suggested we schedule the walk
through for after the floor was completed. We went back and forth for a while
on whether sealing was included in the proposal for work (which it was) and
they agreed to come in and seal the floor. Dry Grout |
Wet Grout |
Three weeks to the day later, I had a sealed floor. With
dirt and dust and anything else that had been on the floor that morning sealed
in. It felt dirty just walking on it. Yuck. You can especially see it in the bright spots.
As The Roommate can attest, I almost lost it. I spent almost
FOUR HOURS that night razor blading off the sealant of each little tile (The
Roommate stayed up with me to keep me company) so that it wouldn’t set looking and
feeling dirty.
I called up the contractor the next day and suuuper nicely explained
the situation. With no argument, he cut my balance in half and we moved on. We
did a final walk-through of the un-sealed floor and called it good.
Here’s our final product. I love that this bathroom is
coming together! Do you love the floor as much as I do?!
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