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It was a dark and stormy night...well, not really, it was a sunny and gorgeous afternoon. I was filled with energy. So much so that I decided to conquer the hard-water mineral deposits on our textured-glass shower doors.
Here's the before picture:
I have previously tried any number of solutions to this problem. My main arsenol of cleaning products are vinegar, Windex, and Bar Keepers Friend. I didn't have faith, though, that they would be up to a problem that had even outlasted scraping with a straight-edge razor. That is to say, I know that vinegar could do it, if I could soak the doors in it...but I couldn't think of a way to keep it on the doors short of taking the doors down and laying them flat, and I wasn't ready to go that far. So in the past I have caved in and bought things like BAM...or whatever it's called...doesn't matter, 'cause it didn't phase the problem. I have tried WD40 after getting an e-mail forward that specifically said it miraculously cleaned shower doors...it doesn't. The Scrubbing Bubbles just made a mad dash for the drain. I know I've tried other stuff, but can't remember what all. So today, I figure what the heck, I'm going to try one of my old faithfuls. So I get in the all-together and climb in the shower with my trusty Bar Keepers Friend and my plastic kitchen scrubby.
Our musical guests, REM, singing their big hit...
That's me in the shower. That's me in the. Steam. Bath. Losing my religion. Trying to keep. A. View. And I don't know if I can do it. Oh,no, I've scrubbed too much. I haven't scrubbed enough. Losing my religion.
(FYI - 'losing my religion' is a southern phrase that means to be at the end of one's rope, losing patience, and/or cussing...pretty accurately described how I was feeling...probably why that song played over and over in my head.)
Here's the after picture:
Ta-Da! It was quite a little workout, but, a lot easier than I anticipated, AND the results were awesome. I will never underestimate my Bar Keepers Friend again. It has kept my pots and pans and stainless steel sinks beautiful for decades, and now my shower doors.
Fade to black with our musical guests singing another of their hits...Shiny Happy Shower.
(Oh, and by the way, Sonic played no part in my endeavor, except for the fact that I never do anything strenuous without promising myself that I can have a Sonic Coke next time I go to town.)
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