It has been a long, hard day of hard work. I tried mopping the floor today, and found out that it wasn't coming clean. I don't know what the fuck was going on, but there was dirt ground in in front of the fridge, sink, and stove. And the linoleum is textured to kinda sorta follow the flagstone look of the pattern.
Keeps you from slipping and falling on your ass, but a complete and total pain to clean.
Anyhow, I pulled out my last double-sized Magic Eraser, and went over half the floor with it, getting the muck out of the crevices. And then I mopped it with Pine Sol, then a clear water rinse.
Half. The. Floor. The Magic Eraser is about half gone (or more), and we had to empty the buckets because the water was gray.
And then, I had to sit on the boy and force him to do his homework.
I am wiped out.
And I have it to do tomorrow on the other side of the kitchen. Joy.
My arms are already complaining. By the end of tomorrow, they'll be plotting to kill me.
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