About a month ago, I decided I was really sick of my bathroom. This came in the context of larger BIG LIFE UPHEAVAL, which I won't get into now, but it boiled down to craving a tangible change in my living space. I quickly focused on my downstairs bathroom, which was admittedly not horrible, but was feeling extremely drab and depressing lately. In short, it wasn't making me happy. So, I oh so casually said to myself, as only a Projects Editor for Apartment Therapy will do, why don't I remodel it next weekend?