Got up a little after noon feeling good -- surprisingly not achy from yesterday's housework. Ate big bowl of pot roast and then tackled the kitchen floor.
It's about as clean as it can get, although next time I'll use a little Clorox on it. First I mopped it, then went over some spots with Fantastik, then scrubbed each tile with a scrub brush, then wiped them down with a rag, using a razor blade to scrape up paint spatters. Last night I'd used a wire brush to clean the grout.
Now I have to water those pesky plants on the terrace.