Socks, one of the cats, was getting in my way while I was mopping the spill up with utility towels so I locked him up in my parents bedroom. While locking him up, I told mom that I'd spilled bleach. Her comment? "You smell like bleach." Gee, I wonder why.
I guess it's a good thing that I like having the mild scent of bleach. The smell will be hanging out in the kitchen for at least a few days after this, I think!