and the Kitchen Sink

So I was motivated last Tuesday. I cleaned the kitchen, and I mean cleaned it, which is rare for me. Washed down the stove, swept the last week's leftovers from under the table, wiped the crumbs from under the toaster. OK, so I didn't wipe the dishwasher or even get a rag near the floor, but I attacked the kitchen sink with soft scrub. Look how white it is!! Go ahead, zoom in. I dare you. I even sent the strainers through the dishwasher. Come to find out Fred had already soft scrubbed the sink a few days earlier, so all the praise should really go to him, but i'm still claiming credit for the rest of the kitchen. Both hours that it stayed clean.