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Yeah. Kitchens and bathrooms. It's like, spray-on stuff, and some wiping, and it's clean. The rest of the house I hate. It's all putting shit away. Where does all this shit go? Who brought this shit into my house? Why does it land in huge unstable piles on every possible flat surface?
Nothing makes any sense here. It's all oddments that haven't got a place to be, new ones coming in every day like tattered Salvation Army refugees, tent camps of stuff in every armchair. Just push it on to the floor so you can sit down. Now there are encampments, encrapments, all over the floor, too.
Give me a bathroom, and a spray bottle of Lysol Tub 'n Tile, any day.
~ Kathleen McCall
