I have been waiting for almost a year for the Shopper’s Drug Mart near my house to start carrying Method cleaning products. Every time I’d go in, I’d poke around in the household cleaning seciton, then ask the cashier. They’d give me these blank looks. “What cleaning products? What are they?”
“Method,” I’d say, very slowly. “They’re American. All-natural, biodegradable. Smell good.”
“Oh. No. Never heard of them. Sorry. Maybe the one in Westhills has them?”
The one in Westhills did not have them. Ever. They were even less helpful, never having cleaned anything in their lives. So I gave up, and kept my eyes peeled for some Canadian-made products. I found some at Fruits and Passion - a lavender-mint glass cleaner, and a countertop cleaner that makes my 50-year-old Formica shine. But still, I lusted after The Method.
It’s funny, really, because I am a terrible housekeeper. I lose at cleaning, I really do. For one thing, I hate it. So even though I work at home, it’s the last thing I want to do with my spare time. And for another thing, I hate that faux-lemony smell that everything has when you’re done. And for a third thing, I don’t have a lot of spare time these days, so keeping up with the dishes is a major accomplishment (though I lose at that lately, also).
So it’s kind of funny that I treated myself to two bottles of cleaner today. Isn’t it? They smell fabulous, though, so maybe they’ll inspire me. Maybe I’ll spend the next few days polishing glass, scrubbing floors, and shining things up.
You never know. Stranger things have happened.