The Not-So-Handy Hoyts

This weekend was Phase 1 of construction on our basement bathroom.  We started by tearing down the wall that was incorrectly framed (shocker!), and thus blocking the drain line for the tub.

Mr. Handy Hoyt

The wall came down easily, and we were feeling pretty accomplished until we realized that even with the wall removed, the drain line was still not in the right place for installing a tub.

Pesky little thing, isn't it?

We can't move the wall framing behind the drain line because it has all of the utilities for our washer and dryer. Chipping up the concrete doesn't sound like something that falls within our realm of capabilities, so Plan B: a half bath! 

Off we went to Home Depot, and purchased some drywall to rebuild the wall we just tore down.  Curses! We realized once we were there that we forgot to measure the thickness of the drywall before we left (probably a good thing I left my career in construction management). We figured maybe the customer service guy could tell us what was standard in the area homes.  He gave us his guess, and we were on our way. 

We muscle the drywall out of the car, through the house, and down into the basement.  I immediately realize the drywall is the wrong thickness...cue a sling of expletives that would make a sailor blush.  

 To ice the cake, my dad later told us that he had been thinking about our project and thought we would probably have to move the toilet drain too. 

The day ended with Blair taking a nap while I requested quotes from local contractors. We'll stick to organizing our closets.