It's A Good Thing (He Married An Optimist!)

Fletch: "What are you doing?" Me: "What does it look like I'm doing?" Fletch: "You appear to be washing your foot in the kitchen sink." Me: "Bingo." Fletch: "I don't want to know why, do I?" Me: "Someone had an accident in the dining room and I stepped in it. Didn't you hear me screaming five minutes ago?" Fletch: (shudders) "This is why I always wear shoes in the house. Always." Me: "Oh, please. It's fine. I cleaned it up. And now I'm washing my foot." Fletch: "Aren't there more appropriate places to do that?" Me: "Well, I rinsed my foot under the hose, and then I dunked it in the pool, and now I'm washing it in the sink. What's the problem?" Fletch: "This is why your Martha Stewart project is doomed." Me: "Why? I'm using antibacterial soap!" Fletch: (walking away) "DOOMED." My project is totally not doomed. But I may finally reconsider my stance on being barefoot in the house.