My dad has this little habit of overdoing things. What starts out as a simple, easy plan will morph–without fail–into a more elaborate version of itself. We affectionally poke fun at him by quoting this scene from National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation whenever an “easy” plan is on the brink of complication.I think I have to stop making fun of him because I’ve realized that I’m cut from the same damn cloth. Let me explain.
In December, I finally cashed in on my years of commuting and bought a condo in Chicago. The first weekend, my parents helped me to clean the place, paint my bedroom yellow, move some small things, etc. As we were chatting, I mentioned that I had received more money back from the closing than I had anticipated. My dad suggested that I use the money to refinish my wooden floors prior to moving any “real” furniture in.
What a great idea, I thought! Project: Move In stepped aside to let Project: Refinish Floors come to the front. Soon, the floor refinishing expanded to re-tiling the kitchen and bathroom, which grew into redoing my entire bathroom and before I knew it, I was like:
Yep. I’m definitely my dad’s daughter. Check it out the progress, though.
Bathroom Before (Left) –> Refinished tub/new tile (Right)
New Bathroom (Left) and Kitchen (Right) Tile
As with all things, there were some hiccups, but thankfully I was working with a great contractor who helped to smooth out the bumps in the road. Hopefully we will be able to wrap up the rest of the renovation work soon!
I’ll keep y’all posted!