Friday evening I was wiping down the kitchen counter and tipped over a glass dispenser I use for dishsoap (It's a Martha Stewart idea--soap in a pretty decanter.).
At any rate, it cracked in so many places, the container's entire contents just oozed out in all directions. I thought to myself, "There's no use crying over spilled soap. Of all the spills, soap is a good one; it cleans as you clean."
Ha ha ha ha ha.
Sure, it cleans. But did you know that dishsoap is highly concentrated?
Translation: When you wipe/push the dishsoap from the counter into the sink, and it falls on about 30 cups, forks and dishes that are in the sink waiting to be loaded in the dishwasher, you STILL have to wash the soap off of those things?
In other words, you can't let that dishsoap dry on said dishes and then load them into the dishwasher the next day.
Well, you can, I suppose. But here's what you get:
So, what have I learned from this soap opera that is my life? (There are way to many soap metaphors, this is fun.)
3. It's possible that I make just as many, if not more, messes than my kids.
2. Equally as important as rinsing dishsoap off dishes, is DRYING your hardwood floor thoroughly after it's been covered in soapy soap soap. You know why? Wood warps when it's wet (yes, I've left those details for another day).
1. That Martha Stewart is a *@#!.
