It was bound to happen sometime. . .

[swimmingotter]

I live like a bachelor.  I'm not kidding.  If I was still working steadily, my fridge would be full of take-out containers and beer, with maybe a few condiments on the door, possibly some Gatorade for hangovers.  Really, I'm not kidding.  This has happened.  But alas, I am poor, and always make enough food for myself that I will get to have

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[readwrite]

I recently cleaned a whole bunch of months-old science projects out of the refrigerator right before the houseguests arrived. As well as the plastic bag of onions sitting on top of the fridge that had turned to mush. It felt good.

I live like a bachelor because I am a bachelor.

[eleanor]

Sweetie, we have to talk. I'll even come over and help you. And I'm sorry I forgot to pack lunch the other day.
Are you coming over on Friday for CSI with the girls? Do you want to stay over for dim sum on Saturday?

[woobiewoobster]

I swear to you I clean my house all the time but sadly, like you, I do not clean my fridge nearly as often as I should. *hangs head in shame*

In fact I told hubby that I really seem to only clean it when we're expecting visitors who might look in the fridge. I do clean out leftovers but I never get in there to scrub hard.....I'm sick I know.