Monthly Archives: August 2013

Tiny Bathtub and progress in the bathroom.

Two nights ago I was up late thinking. (and by “thinking” I mean “smoking pot.”) With the siding almost finished, it would soon be time to make progress on the interior of the house. Before I could measure for materials, I would need to know how big the bathroom would be. This should have been decided much earlier, but I prefer to keep things interesting. (and by “keep things interesting” I mean “make shit up as I go.”) The time is nigh – and that means “now.” I was up late looking at Craigslist.

I want the bathroom to be as small as possible without making it difficult to maneuver. Right? Well, I’m not sure how big that is. This is the sort of thing you have to make an educated guess about. My best guess was 24 inches wide. Two feet. Doable.

I was up late wondering what to use for a two-foot-wide shower pan. I had my thinking cap on. (and by “thinking cap” I mean… you get the idea.) Items that came to mind include a Rubbermaid bin, a galvanized horse trough like I’ve seen someone else use, and various home-built solutions that seem labor intensive and questionable on long-term waterproofness.

Actual RV showers exist, but they’re expensive. And I get positively sleepy even picturing using an item for its actual intended purpose. That’s strike two. Plus – and this is a frequent inconvenience – I don’t like to buy “new” products or materials. I feel like we [humans] should wear out what we’ve already made before voraciously devouring Earth’s resources even further. I’ll talk about this more in my next post about corporations, entitled “I’m a hypocrite, and if I was less full of shit, I would be walking around in a musty muslin* cloak.”

I like enameled cast iron tubs. **pouty face!!!** Too bad they don’t make tiny little cast iron bathtubs. Or do “they”…?

I searched Craigslist, and sure enough I found a tiny enameled cast iron bathtub. It was 21″ x 25″, but the seller had it listed as a “sink.” I bought it anyway. I’ve been keeping it on the floor to get it accustomed to its new purpose. When I walk past, I pause and whisper “bathtub… you are not a sink!

With a few quick swipes of the measuring tape, I knew how small I could build my bathroom walls. I did that today.

* good band name.

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The ultimate “before” pic. I has gud imaguhnashin.

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Looks sharp, but needs paint!

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Siding is raw primer finish. Paint will make this look great.

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There will be a porch on the front, too. Patience…

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Tiny industrial bathtub.

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Want to cuss? Lug this bastard around at night when you can’t see anything.


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Install siding is what I did today.

It’s starting to look like a house. The front door is installed, which makes a big difference in houseishness. All of the windows are in, and I have trim around all of them. Today, finally, was siding time.

I barely want to talk about the trim. How many times have I said something is taking too long? My first instinct is to write about how long it took to finish the trim, and how unmotivated I feel. True. I’ll call it what it is: I’m getting burnt out, but I’m on the home stretch.

The insulation is done. It was almost-done forever, but it’s finally 100%. The insulation and trim were both tedious and time consuming. Both jobs are an example of something I can do much better next time. They started out as a slow fumble-fest, but in the end are reasonably precise and fully functional. For the final few cuts in the foam boards, I realized I was finally good at it. I could play varsity foam-cut if I tried out. But that’s over and the next step is to learn another completely new skill alone and from scratch. It will be that way until the end. This project is a mental marathon.

Siding is a confidence-builder. The house looks great. It has nice straight lines and adorable proportions. I’m proud.

I’m using manufactured wood siding. It’s the stuff that I got for free from Craigslist. It isn’t perfect. It’s been sitting outside for a couple years, and there are black and somewhat rotted areas on a lot of it. I decided I don’t give a shit. It’s mostly in fine shape, and it seems solid when I cut it or put a nail through. The primed face is good on all of it, and again, it was free. Best of all, it’s covering up the obnoxious Lowes housewrap which I was getting tired of looking at. Kristin and I picked out a color, and I can hardly wait to sling a brush around with it. It’ll look sharp.

I’m on the home stretch. Kristin is going back to school very soon. Probably a week. I don’t see how I can possibly be finished by then, but that’s not what I told her. I’ll try, but Kristin: this shit might not be quite ready. I’ll try to have it finished enough to move the bed in and not have sawdust all over. We have to get out there soon. The weather is nice, and the insects are making a delightful racket all night. It will be the most peaceful structure we’ve ever known.

As a final thought: I’ve never installed a 12v system before. Like every other thing, I’ve researched it and I have no hands-on experience.

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