Gary’s bathroom is the neglected bathroom. The hall bathroom (“my” bathroom) is the glorious medical themed bathroom. Gary’s bathroom is the sterile virgin bathroom. It has never been decorated in any way. It is a 1980’s bathroom preserved in amber, with the initial original paint job applied by scab painters. (We’d already signed the contract before the picket signs appeared.)
Paint color: Scab sad
The scab paint job has been all this bathroom has ever known. Thirty four years on the whitish walls have now faded into the original Sheetrock tint. It contrasts with the white fixtures and white towels. (There were never any color towels except for a disastrous foray into fancy ones that lost their color on contact with Noxzema.)
I’m just now thinking of painting it. It wouldn’t take me even four hours to do it. I could even paint it white (but of course I won’t). The problem is, of course, the sibling bathroom has a glorious theme, and this bathroom has to live up to it.
Gary’s been reading a lot about astrophysics, maybe a mural with an astrophysics theme. Then again, I hear one selling point for a house is if very little has been done to it – bad paint jobs, bad cabinet renewals, and so on.
I once considered making having Gary’s bathroom into a museum of foreign toilet papers. I need to research that.