When we decided to renovate the bathroom, we imagined candles, soft music, and matching towels. 😇 But chaos had other plans. My husband flooded the kitchen on day two, and our tiles formed a “heart”—accidentally. 😂 In the end, our spa-bathroom looks amazing: jacuzzi, smart mirror, the whole deal! Now guests come for the bathroom tour, not the dinner. We sip tea and laugh at our watery war. 💦☕
When my husband and I decided to renovate the bathroom, we imagined a pleasant process—music, planning, a little glue, a little water… But reality? Directed by God, scripted by Chaos. 😅
The first day was calm. My husband had the measuring tape, I had the notebook—we argued whether the tiles should be classy brown or minimalist white. I dreamed of a spa vibe, he wanted a retro Soviet touch. We compromised: classy white-brown tiles that somehow reminded us of an Easter egg. 😄
Day two was pure disaster. Trying to turn off the water, my husband confused the pipes, and our kitchen turned into a slippery water park. Drenched and wrapped in plastic, I went live in our family group chat saying: “Hello, no water shortage here, our bathroom has come to visit the kitchen!” 💦😆
Oh, and we installed the tiles ourselves! One row went completely off… now we have a heart-shaped gap in the wall. Very romantic—unless you know it was supposed to be a rectangle. 😅
In the end, it turned out great. We added a Jacuzzi cabin, a smart mirror with lights and sound. My husband says he spends more time in the bathroom now than in the living room.
Now, when guests come over, they skip the food and head straight to admire our “aquatic masterpiece.” And we?
We sip tea in our new bathroom and laugh, remembering how we once wrestled with the water pump. 🙃
