The weather has been a lot nicer over the past few days – no snow, which is great, and the sun’s been out quite a bit even if the temperature is still much too low. Today I decided to take advantage of the melting snow to clean the steps going down to our apartment. We never swept during fall, so leaves collected, got rained on, were buried under snow and ice…I thought it would be nice to have tidy, clean steps.
Once I finished sweeping and throwing away all the leaves, I thought, Our doormat is yucky. It’s soaking wet and quite dirty from all the abuse it’s endured over the past seven months. I should wash it.
To some of you, this is an obviously stupid idea. To me, however, it seemed like washing a bathmat. I had no clue that this would happen:
So I guess Monday I’ll be cleaning the washer, and buying a new doormat.