My poor Fridge!!

There are some things I am pretty good at. At least as far as my home is concerned. I tidy the bathroom daily and disinfect it weekly. The dishes are done everyday, beds are made, the floors are swept and mopped and for the most part I keep up on the laundry. In general, my home may not be imaculate but it is tidy. Usually you are always welcome to come into my home and I won't be too terribly embarassed at the state it is in. You may, however, NOT look into my fridge. It is my one downfall, I confess. The poor thing got so overcrowded and in dire need of being cleaned out this week, that Trent decided it was just too far gone and bought a burial plot and intends to bury the whole thing. "After all," he says "It's just a coffin now, full of decomposing leftovers or past their expiration date. And why stink out the neighborhood by putting everything out in the garbage?" Oh well, I guess I have something to work on. I will work on remembering that Scarlet O'Hara's famous line "I'll worry about that tomorrow" may not be such a good idea.