So our house is like 50 years old. And when I say “like 50”, I really mean 60. I’m pretty sure it was built in the fifties. It has since been repurposed into a duplex with thin walls. But it’s not the thin walls that have me right now, it’s the bathroom.
Our bathroom is small and poorly ventilated. As a result, there is mold growing on the ceiling, particularly over the shower.
It smells like onions.
That’s right, onions. And I know it’s not just me, because Kyle and I came to the same conclusion separately; it smells like bad onions. This is a recent development, so yesterday I began the war against onion-smelling bathrooms.
I replaced the moldy shower curtain and lining. It was grossing me out, and it was on my to-do list anyways. The shower curtain was kind of ugly and it’s been there longer than we have, which means I have NO IDEA how many grody bodies have showered behind it.
So, I now have a new, cheap, Wal-Mart shower curtain and lining that are both mercifully clean.
Now, the onion smell comes out mostly when the shower has been running and the bathroom is all steamed up, so I had to wait for somebody to shower in order to see if I had made a dent on the onion smell.
This morning, I woke up, turned on the water, and it seemed normal. I got in and hoped that all was well, and it was, until about ten minutes later when that icky yucky onion smell came back.
Curse you onion smell!
Next step: clean the mold off of the ceiling. I complained of shortness and assigned the job to Kyle. I purchased the spray bottle, we have the bleach and goggles (hooray for Chemistry, providing me with safety goggles), and he’s promised to do it tomorrow.
If that doesn’t resolve it, I’m considering taking the shower head off and cleaning it. It, too, is ancient of days and could use a good cleaning. I know it’s not the rest of my bathroom, because that’s all clean.
Onion smell, I will defeat you!