Incremental and inevitable

Tonight my sights were set on the medicine chest. We'd originally planned to just leave it and put nicer trim on it, because it's big and spacious. However, it's also -- shocker -- beige and mounted extremely poorly. I don't think I would ever be able to make it look the way I wanted.

Unfortunately, there's not a replacement made that's the same size exactly -- but we can make do with a nice beveled, frameless one the home stores keep in stock. Which we have in our garage now -- though it has a tiny chip in it. Grrrr. Back to the Home Depot.



Destruction went pretty well. Might as well take out the bar of globe lights above it too, while I'm getting dirty.

That stupid outlet at the bottom center of the cabinet is going to have to go, too. It has no purpose, and isn't really centered anyhow. Can't deal with that, no way.

Next, I go to the hallway to assess the door situation. I really, really want to believe that I can leave the bathroom door where it is and get the laundry room adequately closed off.

Sadly, that is a pipe dream. The bathroom door is going to have to move over six inches or so to the right.



It isn't an enormous job, but it's also not one I relish. So I call a contractor friend for a bid on it. Bonus: He can also get us the doors we want for the rest of the house and have them delivered. That's worth quite a bit, big picture.

Not the biggest accomplishment I've ever made, but it's work. And I'm tired.