The Sudsy Rinse Drill

That sticky honey droplet on my left boot was practically begging for a power wash! I hopped down from the high counter and marched straight to the edge of the kitchen sink basin. A giant yellow cellulose sponge sat parked right on the chrome wire edge, damp and bubbling with fresh suds. I didn't hesitate—I charged in boots-first! I planted both heels deep into the squishy sponge craters, rocking back and forth like a surfer riding a foam wave. Soapy froth puffed up around my shins! With a quick flick of my wrist, I wedged the handle of my pizza cutter under a dry wire rung to brace myself, then scraped the honey crust right off my sole against the rough green scrubber back. Clean, shiny, and ready for high gear!