Ripping it up and starting again

We’ve spent the last few months remodeling our living room and turning it into a bedroom and a bathroom.

We’ve made mistakes (not structural) and been able to hide them with more, less, or something else.

And last night I thought I’d made a pretty good progress and gotten the shower pan liner down.

But the corners were super ugly. They have to be pretty (read: “as near to plum as possible with the walls”) so the backer board for the tile will go on easily and so the tile will set and hold properly and not look like an absolute disaster.

Better said: I want hide this.

So I tore it up.

And I’ll have to start again with a new piece.

And re-fold and re-glue

And do it better the second time.

There really isn’t room to mess up this time. Cleaning the drain was troublesome as I tore it up

And will be harder the next time.

So. Gotta work through the problem way ahead of time, make sure I make the right cuts and then make sure it’s all glued and completely waterproof.

Sometimes I’ve had to do that in life too.

A lot of my blog entries came from a time when I had to tear everything up (very painful) and start again. Everything from late 2014-2015 was that process for me.

Sometimes I didn’t realize what I was actually doing, but I was tearing out the things that weren’t waterproof and starting over, building on a more sure foundation.

My mortar bed doesn’t need to come up, but the pan did.

Overall, this was easy. This time. But it isn’t always. Sometimes it’s an absolute disaster and everything else must also come up.

This time? I’m doing ok.