Bathroom drama

So Breane needs to get ready for her date. We had just gotten back from swimming. I'm covered in clorine. I tell her, 'just give me 20 minutes, and the bathrooms all yours' ['at least what's left of it'--under my breath] she hears me anyway and gets a good laugh. You can't blame her, the vanity area is REALLY torn up. I haven't the heart to tell her, Dennis is yanking out the ONE remaining sink on tuesday. Who knows how long it will be before we have a working sink in there again. On the same subject, I tell Bryon this morning that we'll have to start washing our hands in the kitchen sink. "washing my hands??'' Oh, good one mom, like I WASH my hands!!!!'' Funny--disgusting but funny!!