I haven't updated. I blame the fumes.

I had a hard time sleeping, because of the fumes. Therefore I overslept (fumes), didn't have time to dry my hair so it looks all funny (fumes), had to drive (fumes), was late for work anyway (fumes), sliced my hand with one of the dinky plastic knives in the office's kitchen (fumes), almost fell asleep a couple of times at my desk (fumes), and have generally been useless. Damn those fumes! Also, my house is a complete pit, everything is covered with a fine layer of ex-tub dust, and I still haven't cleaned up all the protective brown paper that was taped over most of the surfaces of the bathroom. That's due to sloth -- no, wait, my mistake. That's because of the fumes.

I wonder if the fumes will force me to leave work early and lounge on the couch, reading trashy novels and eating bon-bons? (Hmmm. That plan would sound more convincing if my house wasn't Fume Central. Oh well. I'll keep thinking.)

I've discovered that real bathtubs, ones that are finished properly and kept clean, are really really slippery. I remember this from my youth, before mom had us clean our own bathrooms, but I haven't experienced it for a while. I might have to deface the sparkling surface of my tub with those goofy non-slip flowers or something. Or just wait for it to get dirty and less slippery again. Wow. It really sounds gross when I put it like that, doesn't it? Almost makes me want to go home and scrub things. Almost....

Now that the tub looks fabulous, I'm just dying to get the rest of the bathroom done. I might stop by Home Depot or Tile Outlet to check some things out. Back into the belly of the home-renovation beast....