Six months ago, as the shower door tracks bit into my pregnant belly,
I handed my husband a bottle of after-shower spray and said "Have at it."
Today, I was brave enough to throw back those shower doors.
Forget the fancy drinks--a clean bathroom is a luxury my uncomplaining husband can well afford.
A year of potty training has left them less than...pristine.
"January white ssssss-sales," my inner bargain-hunter whispers.
I make do by soaking the lot of them in hot water and borax for brightness.I prefer hotel-style tub mats. Thin mats dry quickly, and with no rubber backing to disintegrate, last forever.
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