The Shower Shindig

My bathroom. My lovely, baby, pink tiled bathroom that was once adorned with white and hot pink floral demask, rosey-pink carpet, and a pink-seated toilet. I quickly painted the wallpapered portion a nice steal gray, the carpet was torn out and replaced with grey stone-like-looking lamenant, and a new white toilet was put into place, all in an attempt to de-feminize and update. The bathtub only unit was converted into a shower for convienence and after nearly 10 months of use not one tile fell in my not-for-shower-use tiled shower (plastic tiles for those curious)...and one day for no particular reason my shoulder hit the wall and a cascade of tiles were on the shower floor, and the next day and the next. An extra shower curtain was placed to protect the exposed wall in anticipation for a new begining!

My dad spent an evening popping out the tiles that were still able to hold on and as he left to go grab a pencil asked if I would pull out the soap dish that was expected to easily pop out...
Which resulted in this hole! Apparently I need to learn to restrain my hulk-like strength. We got a good laugh out of it.
And the hole (which was once an outer wall of the house before an addition), was re-sheetrocked.
And a shiney new white shower surround with ample shelf space was glued gingerly into place.
And the final product is my new shower which I adore. I was armed with calking from my dad and instructed on drying time and technique and proudly caulked with ease and smoothness.
As for the rest of the pink tiles...well, they continue to surround the rest of my bathroom and await for another day and a creative cost-efficient technique to cover what will lie beneath...
(huge thank-you to my dad for accomplishing all of this in a matter of a couple days!)