Mirror, mirror

No, I am not Alice nor am I A-List. I do now have a new looking glass.

Wendy and I were in Wal-mart over the weekend and Wendy informed me that she will be purchasing a mirror for the bathroom. The bathroom downstairs after previous renovations only had a side mirror. Now with the bedroom downstairs it is important that Wendy have a mirror for getting ready in the morning. The side mirror combo medicine cabinet did not work to well, unless you wanted a crick in the neck.

So we found a cheap mirror. I had to put it on the door. Wendy is not that demanding so the few projects she asks me to complete I try to work on. Else I would be a cold hearted jerk. Okay maybe a bigger one.

I had her help me hold the mirror to see where she wanted it. Then I first tried to screw into the door with a screwdriver. It was not a sonic, so it did not work well. Then I resorted to the drill Wendy got me a few years ago. It was still difficult, but once it got going it well pretty quickly. So after a few nicks on the door and moments of frustration the mirror is hung.

I have to say it looks pretty good, even if I do not.