Today I successfully got rid of a stain on my tub that has been bugging me since we moved in three years ago. No amount of scrubbing would get it off, but I finally found a product that did it. It took approximately 2 minutes.
Is it bad that I got more satisfaction out of this victory than pretty much anything else I've done this year? I'm just so happy I no longer have to look at that gross brown stain every time I wash my hair.
Perhaps this is the apotheosis of middle age?
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