Not being a big football fan (though I did root for the Steelers, on Harold’s behalf), I tried to get some stuff done around the house. My brother Mark is going to be here Wednesday and his room is a disaster, so I cleaned out the kitchen cupboards.
Lotta mistakes here, folks. Lotta mistakes.
How did it get to this point? It took a good 45 minutes to tame this mess. Canned goods were relocated to the basement, like foods were re-grouped after years of migrating away from each other, things I’ll never use were put in a bag for the food pantry, and expired things were tossed. I’d like to make a few notes to myself for future reference:
Quit buying crackers! I threw five half-eaten sleeves out for the birds. No more.
You do not like oatmeal. Stop kidding yourself. Too ….. ooky.
Same with cream of wheat. It’s better, but still ooky. You have two boxes to finish.
You have enough basil and cinnamon to open an Italian Cinnabon.
Make some things that involve rice so you can use it up.
When it was all said and done, it looked like this:
Well, I really should go work in Mark’s room. Or……. paint the basement……