I have a working shower!
It looks beautiful. Well, it looks barely adequate, probably, to a trained eye. But to me it looks beautiful, and makes me swell up with pride (except that one spot, that I really could have gotten a little straighter, that is destined to drive me bonkers for as long as I own the house).
Here's what I learned to do:
use a crowbar
use a chisel
use a drill (with regular bit, drywall bit, and hole saw!)
measure and cut drywall
I covet a shop vac. It was my wedding gift to Neighbor and 517, which I promptly borrowed, and I really love it. An incentive to get married, right there.
I had lots of help but I also did lots by myself. I learned a ton, and I gained a bunch of confidence. I was telling Mr. NBT last night that it seems a little bit like childbirth -- now that it's over, I forget how painful and miserable it was while I was doing it, how it broke my spirit. Now I'm interested in pulling up the linoleum to see what's under there. And of course I still need to sand down the walls and paint the bathroom, but now I'm interested in tackling the trim, too, because it's going to seem so shabby compared to the rest of the place. I can see how you can get going and never stop.