Pete thought it’d be a good idea to leave the toilet and sink on the front porch for a whole week. It’s probably a good thing we don’t have neighbors.
Sideways shimmy, first between the sink and toilet, and then between the sink and the shower door, step over a 2-foot tall ledge, one foot at a time, and you’ve made it into the shower! Success!
All we knew was that the wall needed a serious paint job. And underneath the plaster with fake painted bricks just happened to be an ACTUAL. BRICK. WALL.
It didn’t take long for me to ask Pete for help – which actually means he tore the ramp down himself. I cheered him on from the sidelines and took pictures.