I won't say the bathroom is finished. The painting is completed, the new light fixture is up and Lyman changed out the plugs and switches. It is clean. There are new towels and a new bathmat.
I am not happy with the color. Too green. And the room looks too hard. There are half a dozen ways to handle this and I am ruminating.
Today I bought shelf liner for the pantry -- one hundred and six feet and a few inches. I spent more than $45 on the cheapest serviceable product at Wal-mart. Tomorrow begins the tedium of cleaning things and positioning them conveniently. We will cull again. We might have differences.
And I can't find my razor.
UPDATE: Finally got rid of the verb in that sentence. Nothing looked right.