to help you get over your fear of picking up that paintbrush, your “paint paralyis” if you will.
The sales team at the publisher had suggested that maybe we would want to make the book black and white.And make it smaller.
And make it cheaper.. Well, OK, I liked the idea of making it cheaper, because the more people that can get their hands on it, the better, of course.But I was not entirely thrilled about the idea of having no pictures.Everything I had written up to that point had been done with the idea that there would be big, beautiful photos to inspire you and make you feel like “Yes!
I can do this cleaning thing!”, and maybe even some fun illustrations thrown in for good measure.This idea also came at a time when they had just suggested a title for the book that I wasn’t particularly excited about either, so I wasn’t really the happiest of campers.
I kind of, almost, sorta just felt like giving up on the whole thing and that’s just not something I would normally do, like, ever..
So we decided to get on another phone call and talk the whole thing out like civilized people instead of emailing politely back and forth while I secretly had a mini panic attack every five minutes thinking about this whole thing.We basically just left our stuff in there, closed the door, and started using the other bathroom.
We took these pictures the day before we started ripping everything out.. We had this dark cave of a shower, which was a good size, but pretty much just gross and uncleanable..This part of the house had been made wheelchair-accessible at one point so the toilet was on a little pedestal, which was a pretty entertaining conversation starter if anyone ever happened to see it when we were showing them around.
But still, gross.Bad news.. …And this was the vanity area.