I got a new bathroom. And I think I needed it.

When I first moved in with my husbands granny I was terrified of the bathroom. I had this grand ole plan that my husband would fix it all up. Too bad the subfloor needed to be replaced...  I couldn't imagine living without a real shower much less a bathroom sink. The floors were disgusting and uncleannable.  Fast forward two years later I am living with and without and it really taught me something. We have so much more than we need. It really isn't that hard to not have a shower or a sink. I wash my hands/face and brush my teeth in the bathtub. Its not that big a deal. I stand in the bathtub and hose my self with the hand held sprayer.  We kept our feet on the linoleum and Samson doesn't go in the bathroom much. I knew that something had to be done soon and it had been promised for a while so I wasn't holding my breath. My granny was pretty much against all change even if she wasn't paying for it. So we compromised and she kept her tub and picked the color. So it happened. I got a new bathroom and it is so pretty and I have a real shower and I have storage. Its all I could ever ask for. I am sooo happy with it but also proud of myself for sticking through it. I figure humans have been without indoor plumbing for a long time so I was okay with bad indoor plumbing. Maybe some moms wouldn't live here but I know I did the right thing for my family. Sure I have been totally ashamed to have people over but you know what? That was dumb. I have way more things to be ashamed of than my ancient bathroom.  I have been able to only work part time because we cut costs by living here and I believe we have added years to Granny's lifespan. My husband and my sister in law lived in this house when they were Samson's age and they are just fine. I know we will be blessed for doing the right thing. So without further delay here are the before photos:

After: