So I went back to the East Coast, visited with family and friends (miss y'all!), and have no returned to the Land of La. And boy, what a homecoming.
So I no longer have a roommate. This is not terribly upsetting since I'm pretty content to live alone right now. AND this means I have a spare bedroom/bath. (Anyone want to visit?) However, the bathroom, until now, was not in a usable state. by any stretch of the imagination.
I'm quite sad I didn't take pictures, but it looked something like this:
My Google Fu has failed me. I found no comparable photo on Google. Just imagine your pretty white bathtub. Not paint the bottom green and black, with a smattering of red, and an almost florescent green around the edges. Yeah, that's what it looked like. We've been living here a year and a half, and I'm fairly sure she's never cleaned it.
So what to do?
Well, I started off with a bleach solution: 2/3 bleach to 1/3 hot water. Now, for those of you who know anything about mold/mildew, you're probably all filled with angst right now going "But bleach doesn't kill mold! Or make it go away!" Yes, thank you, I know that, but the bleach made me feel better. And the top layer of gross went pouring down the drain.
Next was a gallon and a half of white vinegar/hot water solution. I let it sit over night, and the second layer of filth went merrily down the drain; the water was swirling black. YUMMY.
And the bottom of the tub? No white to be seen.
So at this point, I need to bring in the big guns. Time to head to the store.
I buy three different kind of cleaners: heavy duty, foaming, and after-shower. I'm currently on application five of the heavy duty (and a pass with the foaming to spice things up). The first application was...nothing short of awe-inspiring. Truly phenomenal. The grossness just...washed away. I could suddenly see white! THERE REALLY WAS TUB UNDER THERE! (I'm more shocked than you.)
All the next coats have rinsed away the rest of the gross, though there are still areas of discoloration. I'm giving myself a few days off from scrubbing/cleaning, then trying again. If it still doesn't work, I'm going to see if bleach will restore the rest of the white coloring.
My house is so clean now! I've even cleaned out the vacuum cleaner so that it vacuums at maximum efficiency. I am a happy hommemaker :)
Next post: My Sister stories!
Monday, January 5, 2009
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Friday, December 5, 2008
Late Night Wowz.
"It's like Through the Looking Glass and Fraggle Rock had a child and it was...Labyrinth."
-Rooms
-Rooms
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Aaron Sorkin Makes My Life
Aaron Sorkin, creator of the West Wing, was asked what a meeting between Obama and Jed Bartlet would be like.
The answer may cause spontaneous nerdgasm. And is brilliant.
The answer may cause spontaneous nerdgasm. And is brilliant.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Amazing Analogies
"Returning the Republicans to the White House is like asking the iceberg to save the Titanic."
-Hillary Clinton
Monday, September 15, 2008
Only in LA
I've figured out why in TV shows, everyone is insanely hot--even the people in the background. It's because here, in LA, it actually happens.
I must say there's a huge upside to having an entire city of wanna-be actors needing day jobs.
My Mac crashed. Gloriously. As in, there's no bootable drive that it can detect and it won't launch from the OSX install DVD. I'm not freaking out because a) I convinced the Apple people they wanted to give me AppleCare even though I'd missed the window by a month and b) I backed up everything right before the crash. So I take my poor, abused Mac into the store.
I'm greeted by two really, really hot women and one cute (but kind of young) guy. This day? Already better than it could have been.
I next wander over to the Genius Bar to try and get a stand-by appointment. They guy who comes to help me? WOW. Yes, please. Feel free to help me out however you want. Can I see you tomorrow? Can my appointment be with YOU? PLEASE?
So after I make my appointment, I think to myself, "This would be a great time to look into AppleCare and see if they'll give it to you despite the fact you're a month late." So one of the hot girls calls a manager who ends up being a hot guy with rainbow eyes. I'm not kidding. His eyes were bands of color, going from brown to light yellow-brown to green to a thin band of green-gold to black. WOW.
He explains that I need to call the AppleCare center to make sure they'll give me the service retroactively, and while I'm waiting Matt will sit with me to make sure everything is OK. Matt is California cute--kind of scruffy, skater/surfer kind of college guy. I can't go wrong in this place. It's like speed dating with electronics. I approve. And I'm going back tomorrow.
I must say there's a huge upside to having an entire city of wanna-be actors needing day jobs.
My Mac crashed. Gloriously. As in, there's no bootable drive that it can detect and it won't launch from the OSX install DVD. I'm not freaking out because a) I convinced the Apple people they wanted to give me AppleCare even though I'd missed the window by a month and b) I backed up everything right before the crash. So I take my poor, abused Mac into the store.
I'm greeted by two really, really hot women and one cute (but kind of young) guy. This day? Already better than it could have been.
I next wander over to the Genius Bar to try and get a stand-by appointment. They guy who comes to help me? WOW. Yes, please. Feel free to help me out however you want. Can I see you tomorrow? Can my appointment be with YOU? PLEASE?
So after I make my appointment, I think to myself, "This would be a great time to look into AppleCare and see if they'll give it to you despite the fact you're a month late." So one of the hot girls calls a manager who ends up being a hot guy with rainbow eyes. I'm not kidding. His eyes were bands of color, going from brown to light yellow-brown to green to a thin band of green-gold to black. WOW.
He explains that I need to call the AppleCare center to make sure they'll give me the service retroactively, and while I'm waiting Matt will sit with me to make sure everything is OK. Matt is California cute--kind of scruffy, skater/surfer kind of college guy. I can't go wrong in this place. It's like speed dating with electronics. I approve. And I'm going back tomorrow.
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