Shiny happy bathroom

My urge to completely spiff up my home hasn't resulted in much elbow grease on my part, but last night I did give our bathroom a pretty good overhaul.

When you rarely make an effort to keep things clean, and you prefer to use organic products when you do bother, the result is a none-too-clean abode. (Sadly, I speak from personal experience.) Gentle, earth-loving cleansers are good for your lungs and eyes and the water supply, but they just don't cut through soap scum the way C.L.R. does. I decided to haul out the tough stuff when I realized my bathtub had gradually changed from pure white to what the decorators like to call "almond," due to the alarmingly thick layer of mineral and soap buildup.

After the shower was clean, I thought, "Oh, what the hell," and gave the rest of the bathroom a good cleanse. I scrubbed out the wastebasket, washed the toilet brush (gag), and hung a new shower curtain. After I took a much-needed shower last night, I dried myself with a fluffy towel still warm from the dryer. I still need to update the reading material in the magazine rack and wash the glass lamp covers, but all in all, a job well done. And while the W.C. is not perfectly sterile, mine was no half-assed job, either; I'd say it's no more than 15% assed.

This morning the smell of bleach was permeating the house, so Sean and I each made efforts to mask the odor. Now our house smells like bleach, gardenia-scented candle, and coffee-scented incense.