For the past two weeks my house has been filled with sick children and adults and a dog.
It has been mucus this and mucus that.
By Friday of last week I had it. I started scrubbing and cleaning everything top and bottom.
I was done. Now scrubbing nowadays does not entail the labor and time that I used to have.
Nowadays I'm happy that I can scrub it to a presentable appearance.
I have kids now. There are crayons on the wall.
I have a dog that ate my pre-war wall.
I'm just happy that the floor isn't sticky and the fingerprints on my stainless steel fridge make a pretty pattern.