Sad, but true....

Stress (and crying children) drive people to do many things. Some to drink or abuse substances, some to binge on ice cream and chocolate, others to spend money at the mall or vigorously exercise.... What about me? It drove me to bleach and scrub the grout on our bathroom floor on a perfectly beautiful, sunny Saturday. It really wasn't all the fun and I worked at it hard enough to count it as my 'workout', but there was something really satisfying about having one thing in my day be in total order. If only it would stay that way... I just want to know what genius decided (50 some odd years ago) that the bathroom floor should have light sage tile with white grout. Seriously, how is it supposed to stay clean??