Sit down. I mean it. SIT DOWN!!
Within 1 week I cleaned out 2 fridges!
Can you believe it??
And neither one was mine!
You can imagine why I did Sis‘. With all the food people brought in, we ran outta space, and had to do something. While I was in there getting rid of the oldest food, I just thought, “Well, why not.” So, I took out everything, and got to work with a bowl of soapy water, and a rag. Then Mama got involved, and suddenly we were taking out all the drawers too! Whoa!! Way more than I was planning, but….. with a Mama around, ya can’t get by with half-doing a job!!
No befores: forbidden by Sis. I can’t blame her. Outting myself as a slob becomes a whole nother thing, than showing others’ messes!
like how I stick my toes into stuff?? (PIX!! Not stuff! Well… except those peas, that 1 time….)
Bottom shelf: done!
Second shelf neatly done! No, I’m not gonna show you all bajillion shelves! You can thank me now.
It looked really good when
I we were done!
The other shocker was, since we had to pull out the fridge from the counter, to get out the shelves, I went ahead and scrubbed the floor under too! I know! Why didn’t anybody realize I had a fever,and rush me to the ER????
That was on a Wed. Then the next Tuesday, DD1 called and said , “Mama! I need you! I’m on my lunch break, and need help getting the food back in the fridge!”
Ok, so I ran right over there, thinking, “Now, I know she’s pregnant, but she can’t put the food back in the fridge herself????” They had just moved the night before, so I knew she had stuff to do.
When I got there, I saw the problem immediately. Her fridge door opened the wrong way for the new place. I had to literally open the back door, go out on the step, then open the fridge, and come back inside, inside the fridge! It was hilarious! Except, it’s not gonna be for her, when she has to deal with it every day!!
Anyway, you can probably guess…. “Since I’m already back here, gimme some soapy water, and a rag.”
(No pix exist period. Once I was back there, and asked for the phone, she refused. So, I was kinda stuck!! Oh, well, I can have her notarize a letter, if you need proof.)
So, I cleaned my second fridge within a 7 day space. My mama about fainted when I told her. She asked, with a tremble in her voice, “Did you do yours too?” Well, now that just woulda been crazy talk!! Whaddya think I am? A Cleanie or something???
(Actually, I was so surprised at MYSELF that I VOLUNTEERED BOTH times!!!!) Maybe a spot of Cleanie IS rubbing off on me! I guess weirder things have happened!!!
IF I did Halloween, that would be my costume this year, half Purpleslob, half Cleanie! Scary!)