Guess the planets are insistent that mouse remodel one room in the house. Why? Because the toilet upstairs started spewing shit. Literally shit. Seriously mouse expected to hear a voice saying, "get out" and the walls to drip blood. The plumber came out and find why and also discovered the toilet has a crack. So he feels we might as well replace it.
So there'll be one less toilet to flush and clean until it's all fixed. Heh. So and since that's happening anyway, mouse is off to Home Desperation to look and price maybe a new flooring option for that floor and as long she's there, might as well check out the tubs and vanities. Oh and already started tearing down the flowery wallpaper left by the previous owner. That's a DIY thing...ya...Daddy calls it sweat equity and seems to think mouse can lay tile since she's so good on her knees anyway. Ok, mouse can go along with the wallpaper and might even pick up a paint brush because if we can save a few bucks here and there; mouse can buy better stuff...right... or at the very least hire someone else to be on their knees putting down tile.
As long as it's within the budget.