I am 5 foot 2 inches and I have trouble in MY bathtub!!! It ain’t
always about tall people … these tubs have GOT to go!!

I agree!

And if they can’t be replaced with something reasonably deep, *without* having to buy a pump and jets for it (my bathroom floor won’t support a jacuzzi!), how can the darned things be fixed!

I need to make the acquaintance of somebody that knows how to work fiberglass. I do metal and I’m not too bad with wood. I can certainly do the plumbing. Fiberglass is something I know very little about.

The tub needs to be pulled out, parted at about 2 inches below the rim, a 12 inch “filler” strip fiberglassed in, refinished, and then replaced. If a person knew what they were doing, I’ll bet the entire process wouldn’t take more than a week of evenings to accomplish.

But that’s just me talking.

Actually, I have some experience with the shoe size problem. Happily it’s not “personal” experience!

We ended up with a college student named Nathan living on our couch for about a year or so. My wife is of solid German/Polish stock and is genetically predisposed to feeding lost and/or hungry looking kids ‘n’ critters. If it’s scrawny, and opens its mouth, she’ll shove food in it.

The above adequately describes why, at no time during the entirety of our married life, I haven’t been actively supporting a “zoo”. The various species may differ from year to year, but the number of mouths to feed tends towards a constant. But I digress.

Anyway, Nathan must’ve started late because he was still very much dealing with the gangly stage at 18, had to learn to duck so the ceiling fan didn’t scalp him every time he walked into the living room, and was nowhere near having grown into his feet.

To make a long story short(er), my wife doesn’t subscribe to the notion that it takes at least 6 months of daily wear to get a pair of shoes broken in and that rips/tears/depleted rubber don’t qualify as a good reason to give up on a pair of shoes- having finally gotten them to the “comfortable” stage. So we went shoe shopping, with Nathan in tow, at least twice. What a trial! “Athletic” shoes could be found, in the necessary size, without undo strain. Something suitable for church and other “off the court” situations proved to be a serious challenge!

Would you like some real pain go to a shoe store with size 14/15 feet. Ask, what do you have in my size? Fifteen minutes later they walk out with two pair of rejects from the previous decade.