A couple weeks ago, a group of us were chatting
at our homeschool support group on Twitter, and an idea sprang up that we should each do a project from Pinterest and then blog about it.
And then someone, who may or may not have been myself, suggested that instead of choosing our own projects, we should assign them to each other for added hilarity.
And then someone, who may or may not have been myself, started
bossing everyone via email organizing people to within an inch of their lives encouraging the participants to choose a project and a date when we would all blog simultaneously about our adventures.
The day has arrived.
Melanie (aka Fairly Square), decided I should do an experiment to see if floating part of a Magic Eraser in the toilet overnight would clean it
because she wants to know but is too cheap to waste a perfectly good Magic Eraser.
After determining that my toilets, were in fact,
really disgusting suitable for the experiment, I moved to figuring out how on earth I was going to take a picture of a gross potty without dragging down the tone of this heretofore classy blog, which I have heroically, practically, kept elevated by declining to talk about things like visits to the gynecologist.
My project hit a little snag when my husband cleaned the toilets the day before I was planning on starting the experiment.
There is no way I could have predicted this happening.
Fortunately, after expressing my disappointment regarding his inconsiderate sudden bathroom cleaning –
I’m sorry, I did what? told him to stop cleaning the bathroom? what kind of an idiot does something like that?
the last bit of my common sense whimpered, then died a quiet death I realized there was still plenty of time for the bathrooms to get back to their normal revolting state.
I cut about a quarter of a Magic Eraser off and dropped it into the toilet.
The kids and I stood around silently and watched it sink to the bottom.
Finally, Big said, “how are you going to get it out?”
The next morning, we all went into the bathroom to see what happened.
I took the toilet brush and shoved the Magic Eraser around the still-dirty bowl a little and it did wipe off all the nastiness easily…but isn’t that what a toilet brush is for? I didn’t see that adding a dollar’s worth of Magic Eraser to the mix made it any easier.
We held our breath and flushed.
Happily, I did not need to employ the plunger.
I remained undaunted, and decided to try again on the second potty in this house. Lucky for me, we have two and they are both filthy.
The next night, I hacked off another quarter of the Magic Eraser and cut it into cubes. The more, the merrier, right? They sank to the bottom and laid there until the next morning when they, too, got flushed.
I didn’t really think it would work, but a tiny part of me held out hope that I had found the Secret of the Universe and that the Secret was How to Clean the Bathroom With No Effort.
Even if it had worked, though, I still would have to do something about the rest of the toilet and the surrounding area (if you know what I mean).
Resigned, I poured bleach into the bowl and made a note to clean the stupid bathroom later.
Visit my Twitter pals to see if their projects turned out better –