Visakha

The one lie that I told my husband while we were dating was that I am a good housekeeper. The apartment of my carefree single days (and by carefree I mean working 60 hours a week at an internet startup) was barely furnished and had plenty of storage space. Housekeeping was easy: I washed my dishes when I dirtied them and every Friday afternoon I swept and mopped. Marriage, of course, contradicts all previously held beliefs about oneself. 

It turns out that living together in my husband’s Brooklyn apartment, which for instance has no closets, does not lend itself to easy cleaning ― until now. I have discovered the cleaning power of toothpaste, and I no longer have any excuses (except that I prefer indolence and sloth to cleaning when I am not at work).

You, intelligent reader and savvy consumer, probably want to know why someone would clean with toothpaste in the first place. The answer is that some people like to do weird things ― like juggling fire, sleeping in oxygen chambers and cleaning with toothpaste. Just assume I am a weirdo and stop reading now