It was about 10:30 last night when I got it in my head that right now would be a great time to start tearing the bathroom apart. I kind of decided that I wasn't going to move forward with the bathroom renovation until I started to deconstruct what was there. I'm one of those that needs to see what the space looks like (more or less) empty before I can start putting it back together again. 
Before
One of the beauties of living by yourself in a house is that something like this only effects me. The inconvenience, the noise, the dirt, I don't really mind, and (for now) the toilet and sink still function. Gotta start somewhere and apparently 10:30 was as good a time as any.
Right About Now
