Drywall mud is nothing compared to tile grout. That shit knows you’re terrified the second you step in the store. It’s laughing at you while you stare at the various bags on the shelf, knowing that you will inevitably mix the wrong amount of water and end up with a thin-set mess and uneven floors. A grout float? Hah, good luck aspiring DIYer, the only floating you’ll be doing is in a bath of your own tears after you realize how much you hate tiling.
True. I had to tap out at a half-tiled shower stall before I realized that I am hot garbage at cutting tile. Fortunately, the handyman we hired did a bang-up job, and was tipped substantially for the effort. But I never made it to applying grout myself.
Where is the crying
Shh, only in the truck when you are all alone. You can’t show weakness to the materials.
Spirit levels can smell fear.
So can drywall mud.
Drywall mud is nothing compared to tile grout. That shit knows you’re terrified the second you step in the store. It’s laughing at you while you stare at the various bags on the shelf, knowing that you will inevitably mix the wrong amount of water and end up with a thin-set mess and uneven floors. A grout float? Hah, good luck aspiring DIYer, the only floating you’ll be doing is in a bath of your own tears after you realize how much you hate tiling.
The trauma is real.
True. I had to tap out at a half-tiled shower stall before I realized that I am hot garbage at cutting tile. Fortunately, the handyman we hired did a bang-up job, and was tipped substantially for the effort. But I never made it to applying grout myself.
Crying is implied