Hello Ducks!
I missed a couple day’s worth of posts, but work on the tiny bathroom has gone apace. Naturally, the pace has been slow. If I’ve learned anything here, it’s that despite the diminutive size, this job has involved as much work (if not material) as a larger room. It’s just harder to move around.
Thankfully, these pipes didn’t leak.
…but these did. The elbows on either side of the diverter had manufacturing flaws and had to be removed. Shouldn’t be a problem, you might say. Just shut off the water. It’d be easy if the water shutoff to the house actually shut off fully. Instead, there’s a procedure to follow: shut the valve as tight as it’ll go, open the hose valves around the house to relieve the pressure, open the upstairs sink valve to drain the upstairs. To test the new plumbing, the procedure is reversed. To deal with the leak, the procedure is repeated. When unlikely problems such as manufacturing defects crop up, you get to do this four times or so.
With the water problems solved, the rest of the build could proceed. Don’t be fooled. Fully encapsulated batts of insulation are still mighty itchy.
While it wasn’t quite Gustav, We had our own deluge up here yesterday. Work stopped while we stared at the water and hail pounding my little house. It’s Southern California, after all. These things don’t happen very often.
Now that the walls are going up, it’s starting to look like Dad and I are making progress. It’s about time, since my remodeling vacation is almost over.
Since the new shower stall takes up more room than the old mold-box, all of the light switches had to move into the hallway. Certainly this will lead to hijinks. I do not approve of these sort of shenanigans. Not at all. It won’t be the least bit funny to shut off the lights while somebody who isn’t me is in there.
– bob