Why am I driven to clean the stove at midnight then feel inspired to write about it?
I meant to just clean under the burners (there was still stuff burned on from last thanksgiving...I kid you not), but once that part was clean the rest of the stove top and door and surrounding counter space and floor just looked filthy. Finally I had to stop because the skin on my hands was beginning to prune and rub off. I know in the morning when I turn on the kitchen light there will be this radiant white stove in gleaming surroundings and the rest of the kitchen will have to be cleaned.
Maybe I can trick K into "playing" Cinderella and scrubbing the floor for me...Hmmm...I think that is a great idea.
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