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So we're halfway through this hellacious remodeling project (Recap: all three of our bathrooms are being redone, Newlywed Husband's idea, not mine). I made the mistake of not wanting anything to do with it in the hopes that he would just wait a little while until I had lived in our house for - oh, like a full year.

Instead, he went ahead with the project, and his contractor (who was also his realtor when he bought the house) obviously has POLAR OPPOSITE taste to mine.

Um, the tile she picked for the guest bedroom looks like something you would see in a truckstop bathroom.

The mirror over the master bathroom sink is about 20 inches wide. My hair is 20 inches wide, this is Texas, ya'll!

And he doesn't understand why I'm so mad that I can't do anything but swill chardonnay directly out of the bottle.