Lest anyone think we’re off our rockers for trying to do a quick fix on the upstairs bathroom before my brother moves in, I wanted to share with you the horror-show we’ve been using for the past year…

Exhibit A:

Twenty-year-old shag carpet that enthusiastically eats up germs and mildew, along with hair and toenail clippings. And horrible seaming, so the rug just pulls up everywhere to reveal a rotted carpet pad beneath.

Exhibit B:

The tub, with a terribly rotted abitibi surround which we “quick-fixed” a year ago with Great Stuff because there’s not enough caulk in the world to fill the seams.

Exhibit C:

Rug surrounding the toilet. Need I say more? Oh, and that stupid roll of toilet paper is not anchored into the wall very well, so every time you try to grab a sheet the whole thing falls off. I will not miss that feature one bit.

NO ONE should have to stare at that much mold day in and day out. Even someone who once read my dairy out loud, over the phone, to nine or so of his closest friends.