I had a wonderful idea this afternoon:
CLEAN OUT THE REFRIGERATOR.
As it was, I couldn't find anything that I KNEW was in there.
It was a total mess.
So, I started by emptying the contents of the fridge onto my counters.
I enlisted Mr. Hawthorne to help out.
Here, he's cleaning the fridge innards.
Notice to the lower right of him is a cabinet.
I put that in just for my daughter (since she complained so much about it) -
to house the trash can.
However, notice to the right foreground.
My trash can.
I just can't break old habits.
I like my trashcan.
Dixie doesn't like to be out of the mix.
She stayed right there on the floor for the entire hour it took me to do this.
My entire fridge is on the countertops.
Gotta give it to Mr. Hawthorne.
He was a trooper.
MrsVJW?
Are you taking all this in?
This is actually embarrassing.
But, I'm on a mission.
I washed out my entire fridge and all the drawers, shelves, and glass.
I put everything back in, and you can see it all.
I know where everything is.
It's a good feeling.
Plus, I have space left over.
Something I had nothing of before.
I'm on a roll here.
Tomorrow, Imonna clean out the laundry area, the hall closet, and maybe another closet.
3 comments:
Wow, you almost motivated me to clean out my fridge. Whew, that was a close one.
Heh, Mr. Hawthorne asked me during the midst of this undertaking, "Are you doing this because xmaskatie is coming next week?"
Noooooo. Maybe because I have to live here?
I spent the greater part of last Sunday cleaning my kitchen - which is about 1/5th the size of the beautiful cucina de Hawthorne. AND I still didn't get around to cleaning out the fridge.
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