Wow. I've been caught in a whirlwind of my own cleaning prowess: I've waged war with the dust bunny, drawing them out from beneath the furniture and facing down their shuffling filth!

Emboldened by my battlefield triumph, I ruthlessly went after soap scum—and then the pack of wild fingerprints that traverse across our reflective surfaces. I have made my stance. I am feared. May grime think twice before entering my home again.