The second bathroom.
That little sore spot on the roof of my mouth that won’t heal because I can’t stop tonguing it.

Theres a toilet and a stand-up shower, oh and the most ghetto laundry hook-ups ever. The washer drains into the utility sink and the dryer – it vents out a hole cut in the nailed shut door. The plastic tiles are falling off the walls, and the whole thing looks like something out of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre.

Luckily there is a pocket door that shuts the whole thing off from the kitchen.

This will be my BIG BIG BIG project. Reworking the space, redoing the plumbing and electric – this one will take awhile.

But at least the dryer is not on the back porch anymore.