The Best Lesson I Learned from Watching a Professional House Cleaner — Kitchen Floor
I like my kitchen clean. And I don't mean clean, like, a no-dishes-in-the-sink kind of clean. When I say "clean," I mean it in a deeply serious sort of way. I want my kitchen to blind you. I want it to feel so clean that you wouldn't think twice about putting something into your mouth — even if it fell on the floor.
You see, my obsessive cleaning trait was late onset. Growing up, I took the pristine cleanliness of my parents' kitchen for granted. I thought marble just stayed clean and sparkly on its own. And then I went to college, and quickly learned that I wanted things to be clean, but that I had absolutely no idea how to get things that way. But I was determined to have my kitchen look like the impeccably fresh one I grew up with, so I began to teach myself.
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