Reason #829 Why I Love The Internet

The internet is pretty awesome.

Okay, it is awesome if you set aside the ways in which it sucks. I’m focusing on the awesome today.

Here’s the thing. It’s very common for people on the internet to band together and come forward to be supportive when there’s a personal crisis going on. There’s always someone on the internet to say, “Oh my gosh, me too!” or “Don’t worry; that’s totally normal!” whether you’re talking about physical issues, mental issues, home repair issues, kid issues, or any other kind of issue, really. The Good People of the Internet* are right there, helping others feel better.

I was having my own crisis earlier today. It was really bad, you guys. It’s called a messy house.

THE STRUGGLE IS REAL, YOU GUYS.

Jim and I selected today to do some huge cleaning tasks, in light of the fact that Thanksgiving is in just a few days and my parents and sister will be here. Oh, and the boys will be home.

I actually bought new cleaning supplies for the occasion, as if to publicly declare the level of seriousness with which I would address the chores at hand. Is that weird? Don’t answer that.

Anyway, I filled my brand new bucket with water and brand new cleaning solution, and then got down on my hands and knees and used a brand new scrub brush to clean the part of the floor that is right under the cabinets and appliances.

It was TERRIBLE, you guys. Very traumatic. But I got through it.

After that, I dumped out the bucket (eew) and refilled it so I could use my brand new mop on the kitchen floor.

What I discovered when I was finished was shocking, so hold onto your hats: the floor was suddenly clean. CLEAN.

Huh. Well, that’s interesting.

I decided to report my findings to Facebook.

Funny, right?

Definitely funnier than what I could have posted: “Fun fact: I haven’t mopped my floors in a really, really, really long time and I feel like a total slob. #Embarrassing #Ugh #Sigh”

I’m glad I posted it how I did, because it was only a matter of minutes before a ridiculous amount of likes and comments appeared, likes and comments that had me feeling all warm and fuzzy from the internet’s embrace.

As it turns out, I’m not the only one!

BY FAR.

I mean really. Lots of people with dirty floors out there. I’m overjoyed to have found my tribe.

As usual, the friendly snark was plentiful:
“I don’t believe you. Come over and prove it.”
“I don’t believe you either. I need a demonstration.”

Friends also straight-up aligned with me:
“MYTH.”
“Weird.”
“So I hear…”
“Huh. I should try that sometime.”
“Mop?”
“What is this mop thing that you speak of?”

One even offered another helpful hint while simultaneously expressing her solidarity, you know, in case mopping happened to be the gateway drug to dusting**:
“I have heard that dust can be eliminated from surfaces if you wipe it up. I wouldn’t know.”

So you see, it doesn’t matter what your personal crisis is. Big or small, your internet friends will step in and instantly have you feeling so much better about yourself…until the next problem rears its ugly head.

But let’s not talk about that right now. I’m going to bask in the shine of my kitchen floors for a while.

*Note that I am distinguishing the Good People from the Bad People in this case, because of course there are lots of bad eggs out there.
**It was.