September 23, 2009
I'm hooked on acid. Carbonic acid.
It started innocently enough - a small bottle of Skipping Girl-branded vinegar and a bit of baking soda. Its a good cleaning product I was told. And so it was. Handy, cheap and environmentally friendly.
The stainless steel sparkled. The bathroom gleamed. The ancient bolognaise stains lifted from the old high chair tray. The drains smelt sweet. The red wine stains disappeared from the laminex.
But now I can't get enough. I think I have crossed a line.
I am addicted to the satisfying fizz and foam as the vinegar and sodium bicarbonate react. Ahhhh ..... CH3COOH + NaHCO3 ---> CH3COONa + H2O + CO2. I am sprinkling and spraying like there is no tomorrow; cruising the house looking for new cleaning opportunities.
But as I purchased another 4 litres of vinegar yesterday, I recognised that I might have reached excess. Casualties are starting to appear. I implore you: do not clean your aluminium baking trays with this concoction. Or your face. No. Especially, not your face.
It started as good clean fun ... but where will it all end?