Beyond Subfloor

Uncle Mark, remodeler extraordinaire, brought his tools, energy and vast knowledge to help us lay down our hexagonal tile.
The toughest part was setting a pattern. We bought one square of black and the rest was white so we could establish our own black-white pattern. Yikes. What a pain in the arse. After a long discussion worthy of a mathematics seminar we established one black dot seperated by 8 white tiles north, south, east and west. We wanted just a touch of black to bring in the black bar and the light fixtures without loooking like that Tom Petty-cum-Alice-in-Wonderland video. I think we accomplished a nice balance. We like.

Grouting was suprisingly time consuming for such a small floor area. Well, there's a boatload of grout lines so of course it makes sense in retrospect. Like all aspects of this remodel, it took at least twice as long as we thought. I scoff at our "We can knock this out in a couple of hours" fantasy speak. HA! August 1st we were so naive, and now in early September, our awareness has grown with regards to the frustrations of updating a room.

A double-shout-out to Uncle Mark. He would not let us get a picture of him to post on the blog. Something about his SAG card being out of date, so we sniped this one without his knowledge. Nice caboose, Mark! Toot-toot.