|I'm not done tiling yet, but I'm getting there.|
So my wall tiling isn't finished yet but it's coming along and looking good no thanks to a big snafu on my part.
I began tiling late Saturday afternoon when I was already pretty tired and I worked until 10 p.m. when I had a good 1/5 of the wall covered. The work was a struggle because I wasn't feeling up to par but I kept telling myself to keep trudging on.
Sunday morning I got right back to work and screamed in frustration when I noticed a big mistake. Midway through the bottom row, I had placed a tile in the wrong direction. The one flipped tile wasn't hugely noticeable but I would have to repeat the mistake in every row to keep the other tiles matching.
|The big mistake: If you look straight down from the right side of the outlet you'll see my misplaced tile.|
It needed to be fixed and ugh...I was so mad at myself for working when I wasn't alert. The mistake was a sad setback and my poor family had to watch my meltdown.
Fortunately, my husband offered the words I needed to hear— "Just do what you need to do to fix it and we'll help."
I tediously removed ten square feet of tile from the wall and my daughter Eleanor pitched in to help clean them up.
|My daughter Eleanor helped clean the removed tiles. When it's time to cut tiles to fit around my windows, I'll use these.|
Looking back, I am so lucky I caught the mistake when I did. It could have been much worse. I also know that I should only work when I'm alert and always take time to step back and periodically get an overview of my work.
Leaning over a counter, placing tiles in a mosaic pattern literally inches from your face, really skews your perception.