**WARNING This post contains graphic images not suitable for the faint hearted or if you are eating!**
Well, one fridge. But two different identities!
It may already be becoming obvious to readers of this blog that I am not exactly a natural housewifey type. That may be an understatement. I have strengths, lots of them, but keeping my home clean and tidy isn’t one of them.
That is a shame because I am the type of person who thrives in a clean and tidy environment and any mess tends to send my brain into a terrible, panicky spin. My head is in a terrible, panicky spin a lot. And when my head is in a spin, I’m even less inclined to keep things tidy. It’s a vicious circle.
But this morning I have made a tiny start on the squalor, by cleaning out the fridge. It was pretty bad, to say the least. In fact I decided to treat you all to a photograph of just how bad it was. It’s a shame you can’t all smell what I could smell when I was taking the photo. Ick.
Want to see a close up of that horrible stuff at the bottom? No? Tough…
I think there may have been actual Things living in it…
Anyway, some sniffing, dry heaving, binning, composting, scrubbing, wiping and drying later, I eventually had this:
Isn’t that glorious? We Can Haz Hygiene! And just like every other time, I am already vowing to keep it looking like this at all times.
Now we need to go shopping, because I hadn’t realised just how little we owned that was actually edible…