First Chore of the Summer

Things pile up over the course of time, especially in the refrigerator. I opened it this morning to retrieve some half and half for my morning coffee and realized the fridge was in desperate need of some love and assistance.

I plopped myself down on the floor in front of the open door and positioned the trash can to my left. Within five minutes I had discarded several containers of cheese crumbles in an assortment of flavors, two cloudy jars of olives, one empty jar of mayonnaise, a few bottles of salad dressing and one jar of pickle relish.

What a relief to see so much space in the icebox.