I wish I had a nickel for every time I have heard that phrase coming from my DH's office in a tone of utter delight. It may be in reference to a towel rod in the correct color - that elusive antique brass. Or a bathroom fan that does everything one needs attending to in the bathroom with the exception of towel drying you.
Now that the cabinet is installed, the commode in place, and the new fixtures in the shower, one would think "we" would be ecstatic. The end is in sight. I am thrilled because after the plumber left I was able to clean the bedroom and now I can walk through it without fear of impaling myself on some odd pole or errant plumbing fixture. All that is left are a box of tools, several cans of paint, and a stool. Which brings me to another point.
The painting is still not finished. Yes, the commode works and water flows from the fancy new Moen sink fixtures like a charm. The shower head is very nice even though we cannot use it until a small issue gets taken care of. None of this is preventing the paint getting on the walls. Well, nothing except even the most expensive Benjamin Moore Waterborne Interior Paint in a Satin Finish cannot will itself out of the can and onto the walls. It must have help.
While neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays my DH from his quest for the perfect cabinet knob, towel rack, shower head, or faucet . . . apparently the walls can wait. By Monday afternoon when the electrician leaves, we will have a functioning bath with all new faucets fixtures, plumbing, and cabinetry. Paint is so overrated. The walls can always be finished - hopefully by Christmas.