This Is My Bathroom

A room few people see, yet one of my favorite rooms in our house (not that I spend a lot of time in there or anything). Six years ago it was a patch of dirt in our backyard. Several months later my dad and I laid the tile on the floor, and George and I stayed up late grouting the tile. I was eight months pregnant with Aidan; the next night I experienced false labor (he was born a week later).



Although the bathroom is new, it has an old feel to me. The wainscoting, pedestal sink, hexagonal tile and sconces add a touch of nostalgia. I sometimes imagine I'm in a bathroom in an old apartment building in San Francisco. It's a shame we couldn't find a marble threshold to complete the scene.

We don't use this bathroom much during cold months - it is the room farthest from the wood stove and gets downright chilly, whereas the other bathroom shares a wall with the chimney - nice and toasty. Now that the weather is warm we'll be using this bathroom more often; it has natural lighting, good air flow, and a view of our fledgling cherry tress. It's also close to the backyard, which makes it much easier to haul buckets of water out of the bathtub to water our garden. That's right, we're big fans of gray water.

After months of neglect, I finally gave the bathroom a thorough scrubbing over the weekend. Good enough to take a picture and share a glimpse of my world with the rest of the world. And to think it was once a patch of dirt in our backyard.