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My husband and I are still living in our first home, which I am sad to say is a newly built townhome. However, we updated all the baths prior to moving in. Coincidentally, my realtor was tearing down his guest house and had an old cast iron tub that he was throwing out. I snatched it up and took it to get it refinished. To this day, it is my absolute favorite thing in the house.
The date stamped on the bottom was dated 1918. Can you imagine how many people have bathed in that tub? So amazing.
So today, I give my tribute to the freestanding tub. Go out today and rescue one from the salvage yard. You won't be disappointed.