The End Is In Sight

Here's Kathy. Kathy is tiling our bathroom floor.

Kathy is busy. Busy, busy Kathy. She's spent the day hunched over, her knees on the hard floor. She's surrounded by the tools of her trade: bucket of water, straightedge, knife, trowel, rags, sponge, and tiles. Lots and lots of little bitty tiles.

As you can see here, we started laying tile from the far side of the room, working our way backward toward the door. Apart from just being good practice, it also avoids the horribly embarrassing mistake of tiling yourself into a corner. We'd look pretty stupid curled up under the window mewling for help.

At this point we're about one-third of the way done, and about ready to quit for the day. We'll finish the room tomorrow, except for the little fiddly bits around the edges. Those can wait another day or so.

We've gone with an old-fashioned black and white tile, as you can see. Each tile is 3/4-inch across, or about the size of a nickel. Thankfully, we don't have to put them down individually. They come in sheets of 144 little coins, so each sheet is about 10x11 inches. We're thinking about 120 sheets (17,280 tiles) ought to do it.