It's been very quiet at the Sow's Ear. The incessant renovating has ceased for now as we consolidate our money for more renovating in 2013. With the school holidays in full throttle, poor ol' Jason fighting a man-flu and a very busy social calendar, renovating is taking a back seat.
There are always lots of small jobs we do but they seem so inconsequential and unworthy to dedicate an entire blog post to them. But some of those insignificant jobs are quite life changing...
For example a week ago, Jason installed a privacy latch onto the bathroom door. Our only bathroom is a combined toilet and bath. As you can imagine in a bustling family household, it is an 'in-demand' room.
The door lacked a lock. Lockless. There used to be a barrel bolt on the inside but we removed it fearing the children would inadvertently lock themselves in.
So for the past three years we have been accidentally walking in on each other as we performed our ablutions. It has not been an easy three years.
I developed a clearing-the-throat nervous cough at the sound of approaching footsteps to signal that the bathroom was occupied.
Son #2 developed a hysterical "Close the door!" scream.
Son #1 developed a nervous post traumatic bathroom twitch as he is extremely modest and would be in tears if someone caught him mid-stream.
And heaven help anyone who dared walk in on Jason as he sat on the throne. He used to cut us down with a murderous stare and be cranky for the rest of the day.
The only one immune was Son #3 who, at age four, is entirely comfortable with an audience and gives us a running blow-by-blow commentary of his toileting experience.
The privacy latch has proven a complete success. It may look a bit public toilet, but sometimes function outweighs form. (You can get some awesome repro brass locks from the UK here if you want to have something fancy)
Again, it is the small things which make a big difference in a renovation. A peaceful wee is all anyone really wants, isn't it?
There are always lots of small jobs we do but they seem so inconsequential and unworthy to dedicate an entire blog post to them. But some of those insignificant jobs are quite life changing...
For example a week ago, Jason installed a privacy latch onto the bathroom door. Our only bathroom is a combined toilet and bath. As you can imagine in a bustling family household, it is an 'in-demand' room.
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The door lacked a lock. Lockless. There used to be a barrel bolt on the inside but we removed it fearing the children would inadvertently lock themselves in.
So for the past three years we have been accidentally walking in on each other as we performed our ablutions. It has not been an easy three years.
I developed a clearing-the-throat nervous cough at the sound of approaching footsteps to signal that the bathroom was occupied.
Son #2 developed a hysterical "Close the door!" scream.
Son #1 developed a nervous post traumatic bathroom twitch as he is extremely modest and would be in tears if someone caught him mid-stream.
And heaven help anyone who dared walk in on Jason as he sat on the throne. He used to cut us down with a murderous stare and be cranky for the rest of the day.
The only one immune was Son #3 who, at age four, is entirely comfortable with an audience and gives us a running blow-by-blow commentary of his toileting experience.
Again, it is the small things which make a big difference in a renovation. A peaceful wee is all anyone really wants, isn't it?











