Between long, daily, reservoir-draining showers to keep myself smelling fresh as a daisy, frequent shaving mishaps that draw enough blood to choke a vampire and so many throne sittings I could be a member of the royal family, you’d think I would be flush with excitement at the prospect of remodeling the bathroom.
But shopping for tile, a vanity, a toilet and fixtures for the sink and shower has left me — if you will pardon the expression — drained.
The project became necessary after I took a shower and noticed there was something wrong with the plumbing (the shower’s, not mine). Specifically, the water kept dripping out of the showerhead. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t turn it off.
