… and so is my floor. In the span of a week I have somehow spilled not 1, not 2, but 3 sticky things onto my floor and myself.
1. I cooked pork chops for dinner and while eating I put some water in the pan so that it would be easier to wash later. Well, I forgot that there was pork water in the pan, and when I went to clean it, I sloshed the nasty pork water all over myself and my floor. I’ve been having issues with mice (well, 1 mouse that is no more) and cockroaches (it’s the South – they’re everywhere). So I freaked and did a huge clean-up of the kitchen.
2. I dropped a can of Pepsi on the floor and of course it developed a pin-hole leak and sprayed Pepsi all over my clean floor and my jeans. I hate to clean, and so having to clean the kitchen floor for the second time in one week was too much.
3. I went to do laundry and usually take just the cap-ful of detergent down to the washing machine with me. When I openned the door to go out, the door somehow hit my laudry hamper, which then jostled my hand, and then there was laudry detergent everywhere. At least this stuff was self-cleaning given that it’s soap!
So yeah, sticky… picture Fes from That 70’s Show eating candy… that’s me… I’m sticky… and I’m tired of cleaning the floor. Meh.
Summer bite count total: 17