Last month, I may have mentioned that I was beginning an epic deep-clean of the house. Tonight I made significant progress.
A few months ago I used something that completely obliterated all soap scum and lime build-up. I must have used it all, because everything I used this time didn't really help. At least I still have all my skin, and I was not blinded by chemicals. I think it'll pass muster.
I don't really know what compelled me to clean the friggin' stove, but I did. Between chemical sprays and the self-cleaning feature, I somehow came to the awful conclusion to use the self-clean. Why oh why did I do that? Dear lord, it smells like I'm burning down the house! I opened as many windows as I could and set up box fans to help move the stink outside, but still.... Steve is going to get home and wonder if there was a cooking disaster.
The cardboard is almost gone, hooray!
The Basement in General
It's significantly better. If I can work on it a bit every day, it'll be perfect by the end of the week.
I don't really know where I'm going with this. I think I mostly just wanted to complain about the stove. Here's a photo of Pierre as a kitten.