A Binge. Of Grand Proportions, Yes.

So, I am on a binge. A big one, by the looks of it, yes.

Note: Simmer down, everyone. No, not that kind of binge and no, not that kind of binge, either.

Life is Stressing. Me. Out. I am so stressed that I am actually chewing on my acrylic nails. And yes, I am stressing about the broken tooth, but whatever. I am so stressed that I am actually exercising twice a day. And my triceps are killing me.

So, I went on a binge. At Wal-Mart, yes.

Note: Yeah, I know.

The contents of my cart? Glad you asked:

Lysol Disinfectant Spray, Crisp Linen Scent

3-pack Lysol disinfecting Wipes, Citrus Scent

Dawn Dishwashing Soap plus Bleach Alternative, Mountain Spring Scent

Febreze Dust and Shine Furniture Spray, Citrus & Light Scent

Febreze Noticeables, Sweet Citrus & Zest Scent

Dial Antibacterial Foaming Handwash, Cranberry Scent

Weiman Granite Wipes

Weiman Granite Cleaner & Polish

Weiman Stainless Steel Wipes

Febreze Fabric Carpet and Air Cleaner, Sweet Citrus & Zest Scent

Value Size Suave Body Wash, Mango Mandarin Scent

And for good measure, a four-pack of D-Con rat and mice poison for my little friend Templeton, who has grown accustomed to the stuff, Disgusting Rat Flavor.

Now my house smells citrusy and zesty and springy and mountainy and crispy, yes.

When the going gets tough, the tough get cleaning.

Heck, yes.