and after 11 or more years we worked our way to the redo....
The sink didn't have a stopper and frequently clogged. And Becca rarely let me know, so it was always an unpleasant surprise when it was time to clean the bathroom because company was on the way.
The tub was sort of okay, unless you wanted to take a bath or shower.
The towel bars were mildew colored.
There was no good storage or room to put anything.
The medicine cabinet had been repainted so many times the door would not close.
And for some strange reason the bathroom's 2 doors opened in hitting the tub on one side and the sink on the other.
Did I mention that if you closed the door from the bathroom to Becca's room that she couldn't open it from her room?