It happened. I knew it would. We redid the floor and toilet in one bathroom and now the entire rest of the house looks like ca-ca-pookie. Suddenly the shower in that bathroom is seriously sub-par and it became the first target. Dave ran out to Bed, Bath, and Beyond and got one of those shower tower shelf thingymabobbers. It took about 30 minutes just to get the darn thing out of the box and all the pieces out of their individual packing materials (what's with all that?!?!). I went into the kitchen to sort out the recyclable from the trash and to make cookies and could hear squeaking, pounding, tapping, doors opening and closing.
Tap, tap, tap, tap....Dave walks by, clearly on a mission, with that oh-so-familiar look on his face that I know and love.
"I have to read the instructions."