Do you want to take baths together?
It's a straightforward question, but I blushed, full of Catholic modesty. A lot of private questions get casually thrown out when planning a remodel, but sadly not the one I want, which is "do you never, ever want to see another person on the toilet?" Sadly our new bathroom is too small to comfortably fit in a private toilet room. But, even when I'm not blushing, I don't really have an answer for the bathtub. Unfortunately, to fit two people, the tubs have to be kind of wide, wider than the new tub alcove can support. Not that I'm saying we want to do that, anyway.
From the start of this project, I fell in love with this tub:
But when I met with the plumbing fixtures lady for the first time, she said no way. The tub would feel too heavy for my bathroom. My dream was crushed, and while the decision would save some money, it took some time to get over. My heartache wasn't helped by the fact that my tub is in their showroom window and I have to drive by at least twice a day on my way to my sister's house. Finally, like with broccoli, I learned to appreciate the tub that was good for me.
Decision made, right? Not so fast.
Back at the plumbing place today, I mentioned that we were scrapping plans for a wall in the bathroom, having decided on a pedestal tub and not a built in. One fewer wall means more tub space and suddenly dream tub isn't too heavy anymore.
This is where an indecisive person like me freezes.
I got in both tubs (with my shoes on, and not demanding people look at me, unlike this scene that I was forced to watch), and the dream tub is actually roomy enough for two if you want that and I'm not asking, but good-for-me tub curves around like a hug. Tub hug, not a person-hug tub it is.