
A utility room is a place to catch the dirt. A room into which you enter through the back door or side door - the "every day door" (company uses the front door).
It's where stuff gets dumped as you come in with your arms full. Stuff that you're not sure where it goes, but it needs to come in.

And, the utility room is where you clean eggs or scrub up with Lava soap after a particularly dirty job. The only problem is . . . we didn't have a sink in the utility room in which to do those things.

And, thanks to dear friends who completely gutted and remodeled their house, this pre-mounted stainless steel number was all ours!
These pictures were taken back in August, but nothing much has changed. I'll let you know when we actually panel the walls (and SOMEHOW disguise that hideously brilliant-blue pressure tank)! ;)
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