A February Miracle

All 3 bathrooms are clean at the same time; it's a February miracle. I can't remember when this happened last. Normally when guests ask to use the restroom, I struggle to direct them to one without "ring around the collar" at the toilet bowl's water line. 

I know on the "miracle scale" this shouldn't rank very high, but I find myself wanting to text the special people in my life who will rejoice with me. I'm so pleased with myself that I expect papal smoke to unfurl from my chimney and I'm not even Catholic. Now that would be a REAL February miracle!