I confess I’m not the best house-husband. Sure I do some chores around here, but I’ll never be Marie Kondo and many times if it weren’t for Tuffy P (who sees everything), I simply wouldn’t notice many things until desperate measures are required. This was the case with our fridge. It was really beyond cluttered. There were – let’s say a few – science projects happening, and I have little doubt that if I didn’t get to it, Godzilla might hatch in there and burst out of the fridge and we’d have to call in the army and all that jazz.
We have an old and modest-sized fridge. It has one feature; it keeps stuff cold. Well, maybe that’s not entirely true. In fact, it has two features. The front door of the fridge is covered in mosaics, and that’s a feature we really enjoy. The weight of the mosaics has caused the door to sag a wee bit, and this caused the light to fail to shut off when the door closed. Fortunately, Gorilla tape took care of this little problem nicely. We thought about buying a new fridge a few years ago, but then we came to our senses. I have no idea how old this one is, but it keeps on cooling.
How many open jars of mustard is it reasonable for one fridge to hold? True, we like our mustard, but still, it was almost silly. I ditched everything obviously past it’s expiry date. I ditched everything that looked like it ought to be past its expiry date. I ditched everything that didn’t have any expiry date. I ditched the can of anchovies I opened before last Christmas. I ditched the unidentifiable vegetable and cheese matter. I ditched the jar of pasta sauce I can’t remember opening.
Truth be told, our now very clean fridge is almost empty, and Godzilla will have to emerge in somebody else’s place.