Step back - You don't know when these guns will go off...

Most people who know me, know I am obsessive about working out. I just love the feeling I get from it. Not only mentally, but physically as well. I feel strong overall. However, I didn't really know how these new found muscles would react to every day normal situations until yesterday...

Welcome to my Gun Show!

Yesterday I sat there staring at my house. It wasn't that it was horribly dirty. I had been keeping up with the clean up, I just haven't had the want to really - and I mean really - clean. You know - the stuff you have to do but not every single day - dusting, mopping - you know - the extras! The kids had been dropping crumbs and I am pretty sure I spied some nacho cheese smeared on the floor from last weekends party. It was time to get down and dirty.

So as part of my "To Do" list, I decided to stop with the procrastinating and get to the sweeping and the mopping. So I scooped up the leftover food bits and the dust and the dirt (really, I don't know how it got this dirty!) into the dust pan and continued on my way by filling the mop bucket.

It didn't take long... like I didn't even get one whole section of the house mopped... I didn't even get a chance to dunk the mop a second time... before I completely bent the mop in half! This mop isn't even that old. So it obviously wasn't abused and worn out. It must be nothing more than I don't know my own strength!

With a little less might, I attempted to mop the floor with the broken mop, but with no success. I wasn't going to get the Nacho Cheese off the floor with a floppy mop. And the frugal side of me said there was no way I could dump the nice clean bucket of Pine Sol water. It would be a waste.

Guess it was time to put those guns to work... only this time it is by scrubbing the floors on my hands and knees. Sometimes I wish my house wasn't so big!