Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Nice, Trudy!
The only time I had a really nice bathtub it was in an apartment on the second floor that shook whenever a big truck went by. That made it really hard to relax and enjoy a bath. For some reason, when sitting on the couch it just felt like "oh, yeah, the building is shaking, like it does" but being in the tub felt like "the floor is about to collapse let me plummet to my death"
Eta: when I stay in a hotel and it has a really nice tub I really enjoy it
Then remembered that your former neighborhood is probably 50-80 years older than mine and got jealous of your former tub sight unseen.
House was built in 1943 but it always felt a few decades older. I loved that place. The tub was one of the best features.
Very nice!
So actually only 30ish years older than my neighborhood, but they definitely didn't try as hard on the bathrooms by the 70s.
I would have guessed it was built in the thirties. Actually thought I *knew* that but Zillow proved my memory unreliable.
'70s bathroom were no match for thirty/forty years earlier.
I'm glad to see that the original door, kitchen tiling and bathroom haven't be 'upgraded.' Even the non-compliant and unusable fireplace is still there. But that tub... I loved the whole place but that tub was My Place.
That’s a lovely bathroom, Cass
We have a big deep pedestal tub, but we don't use it for baths. When we renovate the bathroom, we're having it taken out and replacing it with a nice big shower with a bench seat instead. Because we are old and the body parts that are falling apart are not very fixable, and getting in and out of a shower is a hell of a lot easier than climbing over the edge of a deep pedestal tub to use the shower fixture.
And *that* is what sucks about getting old and getting autoimmune diseases and really bad back issues: can't use the bathtub as a bathtub any more.
I *am* looking forward to a nice big shower, though. And a goddamn heated floor.
When I get my dream tub, it’ll need a hoist. But I am getting that tub.
According to the Nilly calendar today we celebrate the birth of Consuela! Happiest birthday wishes. May this day and the year to follow be filled with lovely surprises and joy.
In case there was any doubt that I have left behind my nice person days, I visited an old friend's FB page and smiled at his report of both he and his wife having Covid the past couple of weeks. He was a boyfriend in my teens and I friended him on FB until he became a devoted Trumper and then unfriended him. All his crap is public so from time to time I see what he is up to, like today when a thing came up in memories. They recovered, but I just still enjoy idiot anti-vaxers getting what they are due. I still wonder what happened to me, but I should just embrace my new vindictive reality.
Woke up to sirens and helicopters this morning. There was a three alarm fire right by my home! My building is the yellow building in the background.
So much smoke, but at least my building was upwind from most of it.
