Sticky

Got up this morning ready to face a new day (including the mounds of laundry) only to discover that the floors need to be mopped again. When I walked into the kitchen, I was greeted by stickiness. The floor I mopped yesterday is sticky and full of prints. It made me wonder "is it better to have a sticky, clean floor or a crusty one?". Very frustrating. I mopped it with vinegar and water followed by the spray recommended by the floor guy. I don't usually do both at the same time so I guess the combo was a bad decision. Adam has been teasing me about my recent attempts to clean our house using more "green" less toxic products. When he walks into the house, he asks what I am pickling because many of the recipes from "Clean House, Clean Planet" call for vinegar. Some scented oils are on my list to disguise the vinegar smell. But back to the topic of toxic stuff, I can't get over the huge number of poison trucks (that's what Noah and I call them) that seem to be on every corner of every street. Poison for the grass. Poison for the house. When we take neighborhood walks, I am always having to warn Noah to stay away from the yards with those lovely little signs proudly announcing their yard was sprayed with poisons today. Is this happening every where in the States or just in Florida? I don't remember seeing these lovely toxic vehicles in such huge numbers before living overseas. And I am now starting to develop a fear of having a collision with one of these poison trucks...not a pretty image and considering our luck with the local drivers it is a scary possibility. Ok enough ranting.