You know what's worse than having to use an almost too short step stool to clean off that spot of sauce on the kitchen ceiling?
Realizing, after having scrubbed that little spot,
that that dingy grey is in fact not the color of the ceiling and now that you've washed that little area,
it is totally obvious that the ceiling is white and the rest is just... dirt?
Yeah, dirt sounds the least bad.
Let's go with that.
Now, with that little spark of ambition,
you've bought yourself a whole afternoon of washing the kitchen ceiling!
The whole experience was worse than it sounds.
At some point I actually felt the need to wear gloves because it was getting gross.
Next time, that spot of sauce is going to stay there. And next time you come over, I suggest you politely ignore said sauce.
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