The old vanity held up for a long time. When the second half of the mirror broke, I knew we needed to install the new vanity. My dad came over and we measured. Since the old vanity had lights, we needed to installed new lights. Thankfully my dad is an electrician and could handle a simple lighting system after 30 plus years of experience. We measured and started cutting holes.
I was not in a good mood. I was tired and we had to go to Home Depot to get new lights. After finding the perfect lights, they told us they didn't have them in stock. I was mad. Why would they have them on display, but not in stock.
"Forget it dad, lets just go to Menards." The sales man was standing next to me. "Are you mad?"
"No, I am just louder than normal because it is fun."
"So, who are you helping by being mad."
"I am helping us get the right lights."
"How is that going?"
"It is going fantastic. So good that you should shut up."
"So getting mad at me is going to make things better?"
"Yeah, so shut up."
"Well as long as you are feeling better."
...."You know I hate when you are right." I stopped and we went to another store to get the right lights. I hate it when he can talk me down from being an ass.
So, we found the right lights and installed them. Only after putting major holes in the wall did we discover the vanity was far to wide to fit in the old vanity place. About 4 inches would have been in the shower and that is not a good thing.
After yelling and laughing because my dad looked like a mole, we figured out the best solution. Seriously though, my dad looked like a mole. We put the vanity on the adjacent wall and a mirror where the old vanity was. It was fantastic because now I can see the back of my head and according to Meg, "I have high expectations for the back of your head."
