Mirror mirror on the wall.

Today I got around to cleaning the bathroom.

Hold your applause please.

So Victoria coated about a quarter of the mirror with toothpaste a few days ago, and I’m tall so I can see around it, but I finally felt I should clean it off to help out the short people of the family.

I was scrubbing the counters with a green scrubby sponge so I just used that to scrub off the crusted on sheet of toothpaste.  Then I got the Windex and wiped with a towel.  Stood back to assess.  Repeat.  Still filmy looking.  Repeat Windex and towel.  Eh, still looked like crap.  There is only so much time I’m willing to put into this job so I moved on and finished the rest of the loo.

Later I put in my contacts.

Then I got the Windex and towel back out to try to get the mirror really clean.

With my improved vision I realized those weren’t smudges.  They are scratches.  From my green scrubby sponge thingy.  Gah!

I feel absolutely sick about scratching the mirror.  I asked Courtland what I should do and he suggested googling for an answer.  What a smartie.

So I googled and the first answer I found was this:

Spread some white toothpaste onto the scratch and rub it in. Let it dry, then polish with a soft cloth.

Fantastic.