My bathroom is complete. The renovation to build a laundry room upstairs for me- which resulted in a new bathroom, has ended and I can now enjoy.
Some of the enjoyment that I hadn’t considered was the amount of filthy laundry all over my new floors… piled up. I also didn’t realize that I’d be more compelled, in the middle of the night during my tinkling, to toss in a load.
In fact, the other night I woke up just before the song announcing it’s finished the cycle, sang again- so there’s that to anticipate. I suppose I’d rather be in sync with my machines than my kids’ menses.
In short, I love my new laundry room’s bathroom.