Master Bath - Part 12

Last night I installed the old kids' bath sconces in their new home; the master bath.

I don't know that I'd go so far as to say this room is cursed, but everything is late.

The cabinets should have been here already, but they missed the truck.

Some of the plumbing fixtures must be made of unobtanium by Bavarian elves, because they're still not here even though we ordered them in the previous decade (OK, I jest, but we ordered them many weeks before the claw foot tub which has already been delivered).

The tub has it's own story, though.  We'd picked one out online. Sometime between when we selected it months ago and went to purchase it, it went up in price by 30%...  Fortunately we found something similar through a local brick-and-mortar vendor, Star Supply, at roughly the original price target.  Now I just have to figure out how to get a 350 pound cast iron tub up the stairs...

And the glass for the shower surround wasn't made correctly.  The installer was here twice, but no cigar (and not his fault).  A new piece of glass is on it's way apparently.  The hole for the clamp that holds the pieces of glass together at the corner (brass piece in the photo) isn't in the right spot.  They forgot to account for the thickness of the glass that's perpendicular.

Those with a sharp eye (!) will note that the walls have been painted in the meantime.  The same artist that did the entry and dining room ceiling did the walls with a Venetian plaster-type finish that ties back into the neighboring dressing room.

The blank spots on the walls are where the cabinetry will go, once it arrives... perhaps tomorrow...