Check this off the list of Things-I’ve-been-mentioning-for-a year-and-can-finally-shut-up-about: This house now has one big bathtub. (Technically I’ve only really been pining after it since it was delivered five months ago, so you got off easy.)
Feel free to give me some grief about how I haven’t made any progress on that tile for oh, two or three months now. On the other hand, finished tile or no… I think we can say it’s a marked improvement from where it was at in December.
As for the tub itself, this is a Kohler Escale model. I thought it might actually be too large to bathe in comfortably because I was used to my little clawfoot version, but I can tell you that it’s awesome for soaking in, even for, uh, vertically challenged people like me.
Also I really love the lines of the tub with the concrete. The only problem is that it is a little reach to turn on the water, but the alternatives were putting it at either end (limiting the direction you can lay) or on the other side of the tub, but then you’d have to crawl around it. I think I made the best decision given the alternatives, but if I ever have to do this again in another house (stranger things have happened) I might go with the freestanding version.
Really I’ve been using installation of the tub (and the thought that I’d be spending an obscene number of hours soaking away in there reading books and listening to the crackling fire) as a metaphorical “finish line” and that once I cross it I’ll be able to find a little balance in my life again. You know, because if I went to the trouble to put in a big tub I would actually feel obligated to put down the hammer and relax once in a while.
It also makes it entirely possible that I won’t be leaving little trails of sawdust wherever I go.