Grueling. Let me continue by saying that mixing mortar by hand, sucks. I hate mixing mortar. My arms were on fire, my knees are full of bruises and my whole body wouldn’t stop crying.
With that said, I have to send a big thanks to my father-in-law for taking me under his wing and teaching me how to lay tile. After our den flooded and ruined the carpet and floor underneath it, I thought I would never see the light at the end of the tunnel as far as being able to use that room again.