Between phone calls with the animal hospital and a visit with Marley, Chris did manage to start demo on the bathroom. This tiny hole was my contribution to the process. Because we didn't know what would be behind the walls from 1943, we thought it best that the pregnant lady left the house.
The ugly vanity is gone!
The walls surrounding the tub are out!
I told Chris he should smile for this picture. His response, "I'm not smiling, I'm holding a frickin shitter!"
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