I sat in a Fridge!
It was a project I'd started Friday with cleaning the mounds of complied dishes and wiping down the table and counter tops. So then I started throwing out the moldy and just inedible old stuff in the fridge. Out fridge was repulsive. But the project was cut short when Annie came over. So Sunday I had the whole day before I was going to go to Anna's, and I needed a project. So I decided to clean the fridge! Wouldn't you? You would if you saw ours... Left over from two years without Omi. So first I took EVERYTHING out, and separated good from bad. Lucky me, most of the bad stuff was in glass containers, so I couldn't just throw it out because I wanted to recycle everything. And by lucky, I mean bloody hell. Because so much of it was just rancid, and I had to take it all outside and dump it all out in the green bin and then wash the glass containers. I ended up smelling like relish, serious, but rancid relish, so before I went to Anna's I had to take a second shower. And certainly change my clothes. But I didn't do each step of cleaning at once, I kinda went back and forth. I cleared EVERYTHING out, including the shelves and drawers, and I washed them all. And because I'm not one for looking clean, I'm one of it actually being clean, it took rather long because I wanted to make sure I lathered everything in soap, and soap takes it's sweet time coming off. And then I cleaned the fridge itself. I scraped all the caked on stuff off and then nixed it with Fantastic to kill all the little germies. All in all, it took me 5 or 6 hours. Yup. I know, crazy. But I got it all back in, crispy clean, hehe. And we ended up with barely anything in the fridge. And it looks so GREAT! It was absolutely the most disgusting thing I’ve ever ever done. I don’t recommend it. But I do recommend getting someone else to. Hey, I’d gladly do it again if I got paid. But It’s a favor to my family because I don’t even get to use it! I’m gunna be pissed if I come home in 4 months and it’s hella dirty again. And Dad didn’t even care too much, he was just reminiscent of his college days with a fridge three times as nasty… But the ultimate best part is that before I put everything back in, I had dad take pictures of me inside it! How many of you can say you've actually been inside a fridge? That's what I thought. It's sorta like how many of you can say you've made cheesecake in a bathroom. That's what I thought, too. And yes, I have. Haha.
Alright, but now I'm off to spend the night at Sophie's. Like I said, getting in as much as possible before I leave! So I'll have to write about Anna, Michelle, and the Sophie later. At least I got Naomi and the fridge stories written for yah. I gotta catch up! Hehe. Maybe I can write some later tonight at Sophie's. We'll see. Otherwise, tomorrow I shall try.
9 more days!
Oh, and I got my address for school! So if you wanna mail me anything, this is it!
Bonnie Hodul
200 Willoughby Avenue Unit 58725
Brooklyn, NY 11205


1 Comments:
How about posting that 'Picture in the Fridge'. I loved that story. Wondered if you will have a fridge in the dorms.One of the hardest things about living with others who share a fridge is keeping things separated so others don't help themselves to your stuff.Dad can tell you stories about that. He lived in a house with five other people at Cornell. Keep the stories coming . I love your style
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