However. I wouldn't recommend eating off my floors. Not even with the 2 second rule. Though that doesn't stop The Boy from doing so. And on the rare occasion when he does, I just have to not think too much about it.
Don't get me wrong. We don't live in a sty. I will dust, do laundry and wash dishes. But there's just something about mopping that I absolutely hate.
I'm more of spot cleaner. (With the exception of the bathroom, I clean that floor thoroughly twice a week.)
But I'm home for the day and just looked at my floor and said - ENOUGH.
So I mopped. Brought out the bucket and everything. I poured in my Fabuloso and went to town. It's the only thing that I love about mopping. The scent of Fabuloso throughout the apartment and the gleam of my floors.
Though I am sure either The Boy or The Husband will spill something on my squeaky clean floors before the day is done.
Because mopping happens so rarely I decided it was blog worthy. Because one never knows when it may happen again.
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AutismWonderland - written by Lisa Quinones-Fontanez - is a personal blog chronicling a NYC family's journey with autism, while also sharing local resources for children/families with special needs.