Tag: faucets and fixtures

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A new kitchen faucet

Usually when I get home from some place, I notice if something new has been added to my house, or if something is in disarray, missing, or just “not right.” Except today, and then into the evening. Now I feel like jerk in a way.

I hadn’t really been in the kitchen since I had gotten home from running errands today, so when I went in tonight to get a glass of water, I turned on the light and nearly was blinded by a new kitchen faucet and fixtures that had been installed by my husband. I felt terrible that I hadn’t noticed it before, and wondered why he looked at me funny, after I had come out of the kitchen a few times earlier.

Yes, I fawned all over them and made a big deal of them, partly for my husband’s ego and partly because the set up is really one of the best brands made, and also look awesome in my kitchen. Besides, I was tired of getting wet by the hand sprayer ever time I turned on my faucet.

 

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One track thinking

While enjoying my quiet evening, I decided to take a nice hot bubble bath, then get into the cozy jammies I had laid out. I love bubble baths since they relax me and also help my neck and back. It’s a quick fix for both for a little while anyway.

While I was lounging in the bathtub, I got to thinking about the faucet and handles. They are old and I don’t like them at all. Unfortunately, we’ve been putting off changing them or getting a new tub, for that matter, because it is going to be a major remodeling job to replace all of those. What makes it so bad, is that this house is 140 years old, if not more. The bathtub is sort of built in the wall and floor and it is cast iron. THICK cast iron. HEAVY cast iron…I’m sure ya’ll get my point. It is also flush to an outside wall on the west side of the house.  The pipes go up through the wall and also run into the bathtub somehow. I’m not sure how, but it was once explained to me, and basically what I got out of the explanation was, that it was “rigged.”

My relaxing bubble bath turned into another thinking project about a project. A big project. Heck, I’m not going to mince words, we (?) are going to have to totally gut the bathroom and take the wall out, in order to get the tub out. But before we get it out, since it’s so heavy, we are going to have to find someone who will literally break it apart or somehow saw it apart. Even though this has been in the back of my mind all along, when I thought about it tonight, I realized the enormity of this and all it would take for me to have my nice bathroom. (deep sigh)