Day 13 ~ 200 Words

apple juice

apple juice (Photo credit: chelsey.baldock)

Who says everyday life is not exciting? Why just this morning as I was making my first cup of coffee, I reached in for the jug of 1% and an open can of apple juice fell out of the fridge onto the floor.

I did not notice it a first. (Remember this was the first cup of coffee of the day—it was 5:30 a.m.  I can be excused for not noticing a metal can clanking onto the floor, can’t I?) Then I heard the glug, glug, glug of the light amber liquid and saw it spreading across the wood floor, creeping into the cracks.

I am taking this as a sign. A sign that it is time to clean the kitchen.  If I looked into someone else’s fridge and saw what I see in my fridge, I would be appalled. But I always think that my dirt is cleaner than other people’s dirt.  It is not, but I still think that. I wiped up the spill from the fridge fairly successfully.

I have mopped up the floor several times now, and it is still sticky. Success eludes me. It is uncomfortable under bare feet. My solution? I put on my shoes.

Published in: on July 18, 2012 at 12:44 am  Comments (40)  
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