I think I spend 30 minutes per day in my bathroom begging one child or another to make an exit. It is also within the realm of possibility that 30 minutes of my daily bathroom time is spent bathing others. There's also time spent digging dried toothpaste from the sink and/or the carpet and don't forget the surprisingly important task of draining the tub toys (which ensures that the children are the only examples of growing life-forms in the tub)! Does anybody wanna guess how long we all are in the bathroom at the same time on SUNDAY mornings? Waaaay longer than than one half of an hour.
And what of time spent putting the "icing on the cake"? On the advice of a time management book, I once timed myself to see how long it took me to apply my make-up. Four minutes. Four minutes, that is, without Molly's help. She L-O-V-E-S loves helping me. I often sneak into the bathroom and attempt to open the drawer with my cosmetics in it and slap on the stuff before being discovered, but I'm rarely successful. It's a good day when I can catch her before she makes a chew toy out of my blush brush...gack!
What if a gal is having a bad hair day? That, in itself, could add 30 minutes!
Anyway...if you are the kind of person who manages to spend an average of 30 or so minutes in your bathroom per day and if you live to the ripe old age of 85, you will have spent one and three quarter years of your life in the bathroom.
As we considered the age of our home and the number of generations who have already spent their year and three-quarters in our bathroom, we decided that our hard-working room needed a full scale make-over.
Let me give you a tour of the "before"...
...or the funny colored walls for that matter.
He works for sweet tea and baby hugs. Two things we here at the Wright Place can abundantly supply!