this weekend i spent an inordinate amount of time cleaning my apartment. and for a small sliver of time, i felt what must be the housewife's equivalent excitement of finding designer jeans for $50 at tj maxx (complete and utter exhilaration): yes, it's discovering how using a mr. clean magic eraser can scrub dirt out of places you never thought possible.
what started as a quest to make the kitchen sink faucet shine like the top of the chrysler building became a game. i felt a little like monica gellar, knowing that if anyone could out-clean myself, it would be me. and i think it's safe to say that i succeeded. not only is the dishwasher now as white as the day it was born, but the front door looks like it got a fresh coat of paint, and every base board in sight is completely pristine.
i encourage you to go out and buy a few magic erasers as soon as you can, and then just see where the day takes you!
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