The walk was lovely, I found the goods in minumum time and walked out the door relatively happy. Crossing the street was less of a pain than normal, and I felt all buff and whatnot as I trudged up the hill without getting too worn out.
Then I got back to the apartment and discovered, as I set the bag on the counter, that the formula 409 had opened itself and my plastic bag was full of cleanser. The bag that also contained 2 bags of cereal. Oh joy.
Have you ever washed a bag of cereal? It's weird. I don't reccomend it.
Anyhow, I managed to pour most of the cleanser back into the bottle, but I think I must have lost 1/2 of it on the way back home. Lovely.