I’ve been lurking the Unfuck Your Habitat tumblr for what seems like months now, since I am a self-diagnosed Chronic Clutterer. Living at home has some benefits - our kitchen doesn’t get gross since I’m not the only one using it, and trash goes out weekly - but it seems like the properties that I’m in charge of tend to get…well…horribly neglected. I don’t think I’ve given the bathroom a good scrubbing in what seems like forever. Dust and hair get everywhere, which is the case when you’ve got two chicks with long hair using it on a regular basis.
So today, Karyn and I decided to take matters into our own hands and unfuck the hell out of that bathroom.
Step one involved going to Target and picking up some Magic Erasers, a new shower caddy to maximize shower space, and a new trash can. Now we’ve got one for recycling and one for trash trash. Aww yeah.
After three hours of Magic Eraser-ing, scrubbing bubbling, showerhead installation, vaccumming, both failed and successful drain volcanoes, and taking necessary sanity breaks, the bathroom now earns the No Longer Fucked seal. I even took pictures of both sides of the shower so you guys can see that I am Not Fucking Around.
Cool and not so cool things:
- Magic Eraser took three year old pink hair dye out of the walls. Seriously. I thought that was there FOREVER. It also took all of the dust from around the toilet and cleaned the paneling which, as far as I know, may never have been cleaned as long as this bathroom has been in existence - at least fifteen years. I love you Magic Eraser. If I marry you, will I be Mrs. Eraser? Or can I just go by Magic?
- Drain volcanoes do not work in the tub due to our weird, weird plumbing that angles weirdly under the tub itself. The zip-it won’t snake in due to weird plumbing as well. The plunger and hot water seemed to work a bit, but I fear that some foaming snake cleanser may be in order. I honestly don’t know what our options are now otherwise…now it’s time to bring out the BIG GUNS.
- In case anyone was wondering, my bathroom book du jour is Jonathan Ross’s Why Do I Say These Things? and it is the best. Also, I promise the toilet is clean, I had just finished scrubbing the lid and wanted to revel in its majesty.
Thank you, Team UfYH! I CAN DO THIS. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a bed to make. At 10pm. Aww yeah.