No, this isn’t a post about Firefly, although in my head I’m always hearing them say it (especially Kaylee. Yum.)

Oh wait, where was I?

Oh yeah. Something shiny. (I had to save this post to go to a meeting, brb.)

Otay. If you happen to follow the Flylady (no relation to Firefly, an awesome show if I do say so myself), you know that her number one instruction is to “Go shine your sink.” It’s a simple concept, really. If you focus on shining your sink, other things naturally fall into place. The dirty dishes from the sink go into the dishwasher. The clean dishes from the dishwasher’s last load get put away. Some dishes don’t go in the dishwasher, so you do them by hand – so first you have to clean the counter off so there is somewhre for the dishes to dry. And you can’t do all of that (and shine your sink, too!) and then leave drying dishes everywhere, so you put them away.

See? Logical.

So last night, (I was talking about last night. I think. Before I mentioned Kaylee saying “Shiny!”) I shined my sink. All the dishes were at home in the dishwasher, and the countertop was cleared off. Well, one of the countertops. Another Flylady concept is “Baby steps” and this baby is definitely not walking too far, yet.

So I think it’s time to reward myself for cleaning up. There is vanilla ice cream (thanks, Hon!) and I put some in a bowl. But it looks just a little plain, so I decide to add some chocolate syrup.

Do you see where this is going, yet?

I open the syrup (nifty plastic bottle, ya know). I turn it over the bowl. I squeeze. Hard, because apparently it’s stuck.

The chocolate squirts sideways. Not in the bowl. On the clean counter. Then, because I’m a dumbass, I step over to the sink and squeeze it again, to see if it will still shoot sideways or if it’s working correctly. This spurts more syrup all over the (formerly Shiny!) sink, on me, on the wall, and some on the floor, just for good measure.

You can laugh at me now.