I have been doing up my bathroom for some time now. When I bought this house it had been vacant for 5 years and inhabited only by possums and a horse! It was very run down and in fact the bank questioned my purchase as they believed it was close to being condemned. As many of you know I love 'having a go'. I don't always know what I'm doing but I will give it a go anyway!
So back to the bathroom. There was a door from my bathroom into my laundry which I never used. I access my laundry from the external entrance close to the clothes line. Soooooo I decide to take the door out and patch up the hole and build a seat along the bottom. Its a Small bathroom and there was wasted space from the end of the bath, across the now 'not there' door to the other wall, I thought I would build in a bench seat to keep my magazines on and clean towels etc.
I removed the door without much effort and used very thin MDF to cover the hole. I then built the bench seat trying to save all I could on timber. I used the end of the bath for one end and the wall as the other end and the MDF as the back.....so really all I made was the front and top.
I was so proud of my efforts I rang my best friend to tell her how great it was while I painted the master piece! Chatting away painting the back of the new wall when suddenly we heard "CRACK"
I had forgotten that I had made the bench seat and as such it wouldn't be as strong as if, well a professional had made it. I had stood up on the bench seat to reach up higher on the back wall which I was painting with white enamel undercoat. The crack we heard was the bench seat collapsing. As it collapsed I was sent flying into the new MDF wall.......and straight through it!!!!!
That's right, like a footy player through the banner! As the wall I crashed through was covered in wet paint now so was I and as I landed in the laundry I was also covered in tumble dryer lint and dust stuck fast in the wet paint! My friend was still on the other end of the phone and said all she heard was the crack then a crash then a silence and finally me crying. Through my sobs I told her I would call her back. Somehow in the fall I lost my fingernail from my little finger and once I stopped that bleeding I realised I was otherwise unhurt! The wall and bench seat were not so well off. When I finish replacing the broken pieces and the painting I will upload pics!