believe it or not...

...my bathroom needs cleaning.
It's been functional just long enough to need a little spritz here and there and I'm pretty excited about it - it's got to be easier to clean than the old room, right?

I thought I'd show you around -



The floor. I know you've seen it, but now I need to stop looking at it. I can only see the things wrong with the installation of it...things you will never notice.

Eyes up!



The shower. You've seen it before too.
Here's the top of it...



I did this.



I know it's completely OCD, but the crazy colored bottles of hair and body stuff made me a little nuts. All the hair stuff has the same flip cap on it that hurts my finger - and doesn't always open. So. Totally justified, right?



Isn't that a mature wastebasket? Go ahead. Encourage me.
And yes, those are meat hooks holding up the towels.

Nothing has inspired us for this spot -



K made the frame into a cabinet door with a vast array of hinges and straps and magnetic closures. The shelves for inside it and the niche near the sink are due Monday.
I had Middle run up and look at it when it was first hung. I wanted his opinion on what to put in the frame and he shouted down to me:
What's wrong with it the way it is?



Those are half of my bottles of sand. We put that shelf there JUST FOR MY BOTTLES OF SAND.



My love affair with the sink has begun. Last night, whilst washing up, I was caressing it.
There's a lot of stuff there though -



we need the shelves.

That's it.
End of the tour.



Here -



here's my hair. And my pursey-lipped face. And my camera. People have been requesting some of these things.

Talk to you later.