Of course, as we were doing this we weren’t thinking that, hey, even if it IS wood, what if it is rotten? It is in the bathroom after all. We pulled up the first rosey pink laminate to find a sheet of thin wood. Pulled up this to find another layer of flooring. This time 20s style deco laminate “tiles.” Gross. We pulled this up but the fact that whoever installed that glued it directly to the wood floor beneath made it a difficult task. However, after some elbow grease (and help from JP’s brother, DP) the floor came up and TA DA! wood flooring, which, miraculously, was NOT rotten. Hooray for us. Now we just had a thick layer of (probably) asbestos-ridden tar or glue or sticky-stuff or something to sand away.
I digress. Before all the flooring was up JP realized we would have to remove the shower to get the flooring underneath. Besides, we didn’t really want that shower and it was connected to this weird dummy wall that took up a lot of precious floor and wall space. Out comes the hammer again. JP takes a whack to the wall and via flashlight and craning of the neck we peek and cannot believe our eyes: a WINDOW!
So we tear out the plastic stock shower (rip it out in pieces mercilessly) and find a HUGE window hidden behind. This window is the biggest of four windows on our main level (the kitchen one doesn’t count since it’s the size of my pea-head). Sunlight pours into the house, birds sing, we celebrate. Yay. Our little bathroom, with more light and no shower, looks LARGE. I am liking this.