Oh man, what an appropriate day to share with you a piece from my bathroom, as I spent around three hours in there tonight. Cleaning (let’s be clear).
So today, my landlord finally stopped by to *fix* the broken coin operated dryer. We here at 406 have been doing everything but whispering sweet nothings to it for the past month or so just to get it to take our money and to dry our damn clothes. So… oh yay. It’s fixed. It is also up by 50 cents per load. WHAT!? I know, 50 cents doesn’t seem like a lot, but at four loads of laundry a week, four weeks a month, twelve months a year, we’re talking just shy of $100. And that is on top of the $2.50 a load we were already paying. HA! Needless to say, I was one PO’ed little lady.
I decided to take my anger out on my bathroom. I wanted to share with you *that thing in my bathroom*, but seeing as it too needed cleaning, I figured why not take out all of my frustration on the whole she-bang. Good thing too: even my soap scum spray had soap scum on it.
So my thing! As far as I’m concerned, it’s a dresser. Or maybe a credenza. Or a unit of drawers and cupboards in which I store my towels. Anyway, most people refer to it as “that thing in your bathroom”, stating that they love it. So really, it doesn’t need a finite name, as long as it’s making people happy.
I found this on the side of the road about four years ago. It was green and black, heavy, and ugly as sin. Think early ’90s shiny dark MDF. But I knew that with a little TLC, this baby could find a place in my then under-decorated abode. With the help of Jeff, we pushed and pulled and lugged it for what seemed like miles, but was really only about eight house lengths. It, like most roadside finds, probably sat out in the back yard for a month or two before it got the fixer of all fixers: white paint. Seriously, is there anything white paint can’t do?
Seeing as our whole apartment is lacking in storage, this was a welcome piece in our bathroom. A place for towels, bottles, kit bags, and band-aids. I hope to replace the Ikea knobs with beautiful crystal ones, but I think I might wait until our next move, after which it will likely get a fresh coat of paint.
My apologies for not having any before pics; it never dawned on me at the time. I tried to find a photo resembling what it looked like in it’s former “glory”, but had no luck. Maybe it’s for the best; a picture of the original might just break the internet.