Tuesday, April 15, 2014

My cleaning fail... please stifle your laughter

I had one of those moments last nights... truly a moral dilemma. I did something so terrible. It all started that afternoon...

My mind has been spinning in circles trying to deep clean, pack, care for my child, cross off all my to-do list items and all while practicing my ever increasing "mauvais francais". I was cleaning my tub (which had grown so disgusting it was rather embarrassing) and realized the only way to really clean that built up soap scum was an old toothbrush. I realized the most logical toothbrush to use was my dear husbands. After all, I had just replaced mine last week. I would use his, toss it, open up a new one and he would probably never even realize the switch. No issues right? WRONG! As always, my mind became distracted somewhere between use and toss. Instead, I left the soap scummy, black filthy toothbrush on the counter (at lease I didn't put it back in the toothbrush holder right? I should get points for that).

Well, my husband had a really long day on campus and was especially tired and uncharacteristically grumpy. He was getting ready for bed and I thought nothing of the familiar sound of the toothbrush. A short time later, I walked into the bathroom and immediately realized I had won the worst wife in the world award for the day! His toothbrush was magically back in its holder and it was certainly not a new one. I thought back and tried to will the past to be changed so I would not be found the villain. Sadly, I have not conquered the ability to alter the past and I looked in the mirror and burst out laughing. I quickly replaced the toothbrush so as to not repeat the mistake the next morning. My good humored husband would certainly not find this terrible display of forgetfulness funny at the moment, so I knew I had to live with the guilt through the night. I did my best to keep a straight face, and barely stifled the laughter until I fell asleep.

When morning came, I nearly woke up giggling. I verified that his mood was indeed brighter, then I proceeded to divulge the soap scummy details. Thankfully, he also burst out laughing, although, there was a slightly disgusted look on his face. All is well... but I will double check my tooth brush tonight just in case. But I am now left with the question... how did he not notice how gross it was? Perhaps I should change his toothbrush more often.