Spring Cleaning Part 1

I'm all jazzed up about family history right now. I had a small class about it at my house tonight, and I really think that every person who came got at least one thing out of it. And at least that's one foot in the right direction. Unfortunately, that's all I have to say to you right now about family history. In other news, I've been doing a bit of spring cleaning lately and so I thought to motivate myself, I'd give you my cleaning project in pictures and then maybe YOU will be motivated in return. So there - we can all help each other.

I started with my kitchen cupboard - yeah, the one that is above the refrigerator; the one I can hardly reach into without a stool or a chair. Here's the before picture for you. Please notice that on the bottom shelf, there are more boxes in there than there are pieces to a jenga game. I couldn't pull one thing out without a million other things following after it.

So I pulled everything out and stuck it on the kitchen table so that I could go through it. Much easier to manage when you can reach everything, right?

The oddest thing that I found in the cuboard was surely not mine - and it resembled salami that is WHO KNOWS how old. I have a roommate who has lived in the house for almost eight years, and when she moved in, there were other people living here, so it could be really really old salami. But let's try not to think about that, shall we? Let's think about how well preserved it was. Almost like a twinkie.

Then I cleaned out the cuboards. For the life of me I couldn't reach the bowl on the top shelf, so that will have to wait for another day, but I could reach about 75% of the top shelf on the right side to wipe it out with a sponge.

I put the sundry spices into the spice cupboard where they rightfully belong (that is a project for another day...) and decided to throw away all of the open boxes of things that I couldn't remember how old they were. Pretty safe if I say so myself.

Here's the after shot for you. The George Foreman Grill is now in a place where it can be reached, the party goods are all on the top shelf so that they are in one place and the smaller, more common things I might want to eat or use are on the bottom shelf so that I can access them more easily.

Two thoughts have been going through my mind since I did this. The first of them is: How do I survive? Do I eat out that much? Two: Ok really, this is one of the most boring blog posts ever. But - I'm heading to LA tomorrow afternoon, so I'll have some good stuff all ready for next week. Just you wait.