Yuckity, Yuck, Yuck. May 15, 2008
Today I was cleaning the house which I usually try to do on my day off, because even though it’s “my day off” it really isn’t. I usually end up running errands and doing stuff around the house even though Keith tells me not to and I should relax instead. But I mean really, what am I going to do just sit around on my butt all day and eat nachos while we run out of toilet paper and deodorant and our house turns into a landfill?
I decided today that I would be nice to my husband and clean a little of the bathroom for him, which by the way is his job. Side note, it is Keith’s job to clean the kitchen and the bathroom and it is my job to clean every other room. The reason why we have this deal is because before we got married we made a bet, and if I won he had to clean the kitchen and the bathroom, the two worst rooms to clean, for the rest of our lives. I don’t remember what the bet was about, but I knew that I was going to win which is why I made the payoff so great. And Keith still knows that those rooms belong to him.
Anyway, today I decided that I would help him out a little bit because he has been so busy lately. I cleaned the mirror, I wiped down the countertop, I swept the floor, I didn’t clean the shower though, I wasn’t feeling that generous, and while I was putting things back on the counter I decided to clean our toothbrush holder. HOLY COW, has anyone ever taken a whiff of the inside of their toothbrush holder? I thought I might pass out! It was far worse than any diaper I’ve ever changed, or the vomit of any girls hair I held back in college. It was NAAAAAAASTY. In most cases when something is super gross my first thought is just to throw it away and buy a new one. I’ve done it with Ellie’s poopie clothes, I’ve done it with dishes that have been in the fridge for too long, but I figured that Keith probably wouldn’t be too happy with me if I did it with our toothbrush holder. So I sucked it up and cleaned the nasty thing. And I gagged a little while I did it.








