A Lesson from Loo Cleaner

Thought I’d give you a laugh.

I’ve see a foaming toilet cleaner advertised for at least two years, and earlier this week I decided to bite the bullet and give it a try.

It arrived today, to no small sense of excitement, and I readied myself to lift the lid on the toilet, pour in one small cup of powder that would miraculously turn to foam. This would go right to the top of the toilet, cleaning under the rim, and all I had to do was leave it for a bit and flush!

I did land up flushed.

The instructions on the tub were quite different to the video instructions, which I detailed above.

First boil a kettle, then pour the water into the bowl avoiding the sides of the toilet. So much to my husband’s amusement I paraded past the study wearing rubber gloves holding a steaming kettle, carrying a tub of what I now believe to be pure evil.

I poured the water carefully into the water. Check! then I opened the tub to find my nostrils immediately assaulted by the very fine powder rising at the smallest intervention. However, I poured the powder into the toilet, but instead of staying to watch it foam magnificently, I had to run out of the loo slamming the door behind me, take several deep breaths, then hold my breath and run back in to switch the fan on and open a window!

In the sunlight I could see the powder rising from the toilet bowl like a malevolent spirit trapped too long in a plastic tub, by the owners of conventional toilet cleaner! It was horrible.

I hid from the ensuite for a few minutes until all seemed settled, then ran in, flushed the loo, and left the fan on for a bit. When I went back I lifted the lid and the dreaded foam was still there in the bottom, so I flushed the loo again. A bit later I went back, still foam and I didn’t want that splashing up towards mine or my hubby’s interesting regions, so I flushed it away again. I think I’ve got rid of it.

So this ‘simple’ way of cleaning the toilet turned into half an hour of chaos, and the rest of the tub is going to the municipal dump at the earliest opportunity.

The moral of the story is

You might think you need more, without realising you already have it. You might think that life can be better, but sometimes it’s perfectly fine as it is!

I do appreciate my eco cleaner far more though, so all is not lost!

Deb xx

Published by debdancingstarhawken7

I'm a writer, public speaker, medium, and spiritual thinker. I suffered from acute anxiety from the age of 16 until I was well into my 50s, when I finally found methods that helped me to put it behind me. My struggles led to me exploring life through poetry, then plays, and over a 15 year period I made notes for a self help book which I published in 2015. Details on the book page. Although I am a psychic medium and loved the work, it didn’t feel right for me. It was an utter privilege, but my path was the exploration of what it means to be spirit in the real world and how we can make practical use of those abilities. Nowadays I write, blog, and teach soul-centred living, which is a gentle way of undoing past programming and connecting to your essential self, or soul. If you’re interested email me and we can chat. No pressure, it’s right for you or it’s not and you will know. The groups meet on line so no going out on cold, wet, winter’s evenings. On a personal note, I’m based in the UK. Married with five cats, no children, and four grandchildren, thanks to our inherited daughter, who has gifted us four beautiful little people that bring us such joy. Hope you enjoy the blogs. Deb xx

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