Yesterday we went over to my sister’s to help with a wiring problem they were having. This week they had some work done to their kitchen and now have a new floor, new dishwasher and a new table and chairs. The better-half switched out some wiring so the two-way switch for the kitchen light worked on both switches.
Their kitchen looks great but it made me look at the lousy vinyl we have in a back hallway with even more disgust than usual. So, today, I mopped it. And when that didn’t make any difference, I got out the bleach spray and a scrubby and cleaned the floor the hard way…on my hands and knees.
I still hate the floor but at least now it’s cleaner. I have new floor envy.
New floor envy? Sounds like you’re developing a complex. And with the bleach, let’s hope there’s no wax involved.