It's hard to see, but I'm closing in on having my the camper bathroom finished. I didn't really want to re-hang the shower curtain, but Michelle talked me into it.
The rail is up, but not yet the curtain. It was filthy, from disuse and the leak, but I ended up hand-washing it in a tub in the back yard. Once I get that up, I'm declaring victory.
As Charles Emerson Winchester III sang when he was forced to choose between scrubbing sheets or bedpans by a belligerent Major Houlihan, "This is the way we wash our sheets. . ."
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