Pipe. Drywall. Linoleum. A toilet, if we got lucky.
My brother and I had a few days over Christmas to work on our childhood home in Indiana. The list was long enough to cover a much bigger break.
The natural-gas line needed to reach the stove, dryer, and furnace. The kitchen floor had a weak spot. Two floors needed paint. There were lights, bathroom subfloor, water and drain lines, drywall, and network cable to deal with. A shower could start if we managed to choose and order one.
My priorities immediately drifted toward the bathroom.
If we could buy the final linoleum, we might get the toilet and vanity down. That would be a huge win. The tub or shower was more ambitious, and we were not even certain whether it belonged over finished flooring or directly on the subfloor.
The house had moved a long way since July, when we were tearing out ruined floors and ceilings. By October, we had cut a new doorway through the brick exterior. Christmas still found us with an open ceiling and exposed plumbing.
I was in Indiana through the holiday and into the new year. Work at Reonomy could wait while I used the vacation days for a different kind of work.
We did not pretend the entire list would get finished. My brother had already said he was not sure how much we could complete. The plan was to order what we understood, buy extra pipe fittings, and make the few days count.
Gas conversion would be lovely. A working bathroom would be even better. For this break, getting the toilet and vanity in place was ambitious enough.