Sometimes I surprise even myself, you know, I really do.
So, yesterday, while I was cleaning the kitchen? I picked up the new aerosol room spray thingy that Terry bought because Rubin just WILL NOT STOP PEEING on the washing machine. “I know!” I thought. “I will give the room a quick squirt with this here spray. It will make the house smell lovely and homely.”
So I point the can at the washing machine, take aim, and… fire it RIGHT INTO MY OWN FOOL FACE. Because the nozzle? Is supposed to point at the thing you’re spraying. Not at your own face.
Of course, I don’t need to tell you guys this. I expect you learned how to use air freshener when you were still in short pants. Me, on the other hand? Still learning. I do smell “pine forest fresh” now, though…