Let me preface this by saying that cleaning — in and of itself — is not necessarily my idea of finding bliss. I know I’m far from alone on this one. We push through loads of laundry, folding and furiously vacuuming, sweeping — sweating — in a futile attempt to get to some forever-out-of-reach finish line.
Full disclosure, I have entitled this blog “Bathroom Safety for Dummies” not to be insulting but rather in keeping with my own personal experience. I, myself being said dummy, took a nasty and yet easily preventable fall in my bathtub recently after slipping on an unsecured shower mat.
I am a procrastinator by nature. If there’s a big job looming large for me, guaranteed I’ll find a half-dozen other less-pressing but suddenly super important things to do instead. Typically those “other things” involve cleaning, which ironically I might avoid any other day of the week.