Mr. Clean's Offspring

Well, I decided one day that I wanted to remove the ugly wallpaper from the half bath.  I didn't even care if the walls were left bare for a while.  So of course my plan snowballed - my last name was really meant to be "Murphy".  There was a law named after me.  We discovered that the wallpaper actually ran behind the sink and toilet.  THANK GOD I have such a handy hubby who can do almost anything.  He removed both fixtures (and the hanging cabinet), and we realized we'd need to prep the walls and actually paint if we ever wanted to use our bathroom for its intended use in the next few months.  Well, we may as well change out the sink fixture, light fixture, and big mirror so we can call it done, right?  Ahem.  My small project became a little more expensive than I had planned on, but again, I THANK GOD for my husband who is able to find any deal out there - I swear he gets Thank You cards from eBay and knows the Craig from Craigslist.  All this means that our downstairs is lacking a little bit of tidiness, and hence, the bathroom cabinet now has a temporary home under the island overhang in the kitchen.  The other day, I looked to see what my quiet toddler was up to, and found that she removed all of the items from inside the cabinet and was wiping off the shelves with a Clorox wipe.  When I asked her what she was doing, she looked at me like, "Duh", and said, "I'm organizing!" in her high-pitched happy voice. 

On a related side note... wanna know where the toilet is calling home these days?  The garage.  I told Jonathan we're going to pull our lawn chairs out in front of the garage (with the toilet in full view) and start sucking down a couple of 40s wrapped in paper sacks.

[February 1, 2009]