I’ll just keep telling myself that I can clean the bathroom in the camper. I don’t believe myself though. I went in the camper earlier this morning and opened the bathroom door. My vision went blurry, I felt dizzy and I couldn’t breathe. Just from opening the door! I’m having trouble breathing just thinking about it, my heart is racing! When I got back in the house, I gave Kiel the Citrus Magic and had him put it in the bathroom and close the door.

There are a few reasons that I’m having trouble. One reason is that I have trouble in confined spaces. I figured this out during our first camping trip a few weeks ago. The bathroom in the camper is super tiny. There is a closet~kinda, it’s actually called a ’shirt ward’, a sink on top of a cabinet, a medicine cabinet with a mirror, a toilet(the word is used LOOSELY) and a shower stall. All of this is in a box of a room. I can stand with my arms out and easily touch the walls.

The next reason is the fact that until a few months ago, the camper hadn’t been opened in 8 years! The last time it was used, it was parked and locked up. Everything that was used the last trip was still in the camper. The camper wasn’t cleaned out, at all. That statement includes the bathroom. Not sure if you know this about me, but I’m a huge Germaphobe. Yes, I have 3 boys but dirt is different than germs and my germs are, well, MY germs! When Mom came out the other day to help me clean, we really deep cleaned. As much as I hate bleach, I did use it. With all of the cleaning we did, we didn’t even open the bathroom door!

My game plan for today is to work up enough nerve to open the bathroom door and spray everything with bleach water, then shut the door and go back an hour later. Then I’ll don rubber gloves, sponges, paper towels and a big bowl of hot water.

I CAN DO THIS, I CAN DO THIS, I CAN DO THIS………