New Love

I realized as soon as I typed the title that I've used the word "love" a lot lately here on the blog.  Maybe it's because I am.  This weekend I fell madly in love with a bald man.  Many of you have seen him before.  He lines the aisles at your local supermarket.  That man?

Yeah, you guessed it. Mr. Clean.  I love him for his Magic Eraser.  You think I'm kidding.  I bought one yesterday because I've been seeing so many commercials for them.  I thought, what the heck?  I'll try one.  How great could they be?  Let me answer that: they are amazing...possibly even magic....if you'll allow me to go there.

I started with my bathroom last night.  Two magic erasers later.  My bathroom was pristine. I know you use them over and over...but it was that bad.  I had no clue.  I went back the store today and got four more.  All the cleaning put me in an OCD mood, where I proceeded to clean the entire apartment.  Kitchen.  Bam.  Spotless.  Vacuuming.  I even went as far as to move the furniture to vacuum under it.  That hasn't happened since October in quite a while.  Dusting.  Washing.  Cleaning the baseboards.  Who am I?  Not sure but I feel great.  And my little humble home?  Looks great.

I can tell you that it had absolutely everything nothing to do with the fact that Mystery Man (MM) will be here on Friday.

No it needed to be done.

A good Spring cleaning, if you will.

Thank-you Mr. Clean. You made it easy.

Marry me?