Someone once said it takes wood, brick and other materials to make a house, but it takes a family to build a home.
I couldn't agree more.
But that's not the focus this week.
One of my two and half bathrooms currently resembles the aftermath of Fallujah's Operation Phantom Fury, as Margie and I have hired my brother to 'redecorate' our circa 1977 pink bathroom...with implements of destruction.
Little did we know just how involved this task was going to be.
Building something to last is one thing. However, if you want it to survive future generations, don't decorate it in such a manner that it's going to scream a particular decade in a decade's time. The previous owner hadn't had the foresight to consider this, and the decor was dated probably less than half a decade after it was built.
Think of Harvest Gold, Brown and Avocado-colored kitchen appliances. Need I say more?
I came home to find my living room shrouded in a cloud of smoke and my brother on his back on the floor, wincing in pain.
Apparently he was no match for the concrete walls that were put up for the shower. This thing was built a little more sturdy than any of us could have ever imagined.
A lot more sturdy, actually. They sure don't build 'em like this anymore.
Fortunately, we're not in any hurry to have this done. Especially since the masonite paneling we wanted was discontinued from the manufacturer and no longer available...anywhere. Unfortunately, we weren't told this when we went to pick it up, after being told it would be special ordered for us.
Now back to the home improvement center (this time a different one) to find an appropriate substitute. Had to special order it again, but this time we were assured that it was still available and would arrive within the week.
And by the time it arrives, hopefully my brother will have recovered physically.
And us mentally.
NEXT WEEK: Sour Deal for Sweetness
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