When I was a kid, we used to bathe in the creek or the cattle trough when it was hot, and very seldom when it was cold. Boy, was I happy when I went off to MIT and got to use all those modern things in the dorm there. Ever since then I have been a stickler for clean, comfortable bathrooms.

I'll let you in on a secret: the master bath has an antique tub that reportedly was built specially for President Chester Arthur. It's plenty big, that's for sure. I have watch out and not overfill it, or I'll start floating off! I don't like all that mess of bath linen either, so I've had an industrial-type exhaust fan, mounted backwards, installed at one end of the bath. A couple of minutes in front of that baby and it's drysville!