This wasn’t a prepared thing. No tip I saw online. No life hack someone relayed at brunch. I didn’t even know I was about to clean, to be honest. One second I was folding towels and the next I got that message: “We’re heading over!” And I just… froze.
The bathroom. I hadn’t looked at it in days, likely.
Maybe more. I’m confused, don’t judge me. So I walked in. Gave it a once-over. And right away, there it was, that bizarre smell that isn’t bad but also isn’t good. You know the one. Like leftover humidity and maybe soap scum pretending to be air freshener.
I looked under the sink. No cleaner, no wipes. Not even one of those half-used emergency sponges. Just some floss and an empty bottle of something I didn’t remember buying. Seriously, what even was that? I stood there thinking: do I fake an illness? Lock the bathroom door and claim plumbing issues? Light a candle and pray?
It was just sort of… there. A dryer sheet. Used. Still soft-ish. Sort of curled up on the corner of the laundry pile, stuck to a shirt I hadn’t folded yet.
Why I Did What I Did (And Didn’t Think It’d Work)
Maybe it was the dread. Maybe I thought it would at least smell like I tried, even if I didn’t technically clean anything. I just figured… swipe the top of the toilet tank. Maybe the handle. Look alive.
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