Chemicals

The past two weeks have been beautiful. Lots of sunshine. Big blue skies. The leaves are back on the trees. The birds are chirping. The flowers are all abloom. This time of year, we are ever grateful for an allergy-free life. So, no sniffles for us, thank heavens.

Saturday was supposed to be a "spring cleaning day" for both Kevin and Amy. Kevin went to get the oil changed and got delayed with other car "problems." Because of this, he didn’t return home until after 2pm. Amy decided to do all the spring cleaning herself. How hard can it be, right? (Note: Amy had never before done Spring Cleaning. Let alone by herself.) There were twenty items on the list. Soon, getting them all done before Kevin came home became the challenge of her LIFE. (Note: Amy likes challenges. Especially BIG ones. Also note: Amy has a very strong will and will die rather than not meet a challenge. These are things the author thinks you should know about Amy.)

Amy looked at the wide array of cleaning chemicals and couldn’t decide which ones to use. So, she decided to use "all-purpose cleaner with bleach" on everything. (Well, practically everything.)

Ten million hours later, Kevin came home from running his errands. He found Amy lying in a heap on the living room floor. Next to her lay a list of twenty items . . . ALL of them crossed out with a pen. Amy was moaning something about being nauseous and faint from chemicals and her head aching and her hands being numb.

After some investigation into the matter, Kevin told Amy that next time she works with bleach she really should wear rubber gloves.

Kevin then made lunch for Amy.

Amy, as in most cases, felt a lot better after being comforted with food.

Amy swears that she is not going to clean anything ever again. Well, at least not for a very long time. And not with bleach.