We decided to channel our inner Mary Poppins over the weekend and clean the kitchen. After trying to “snap” the expired food into the trashcan for probably far too long, I told Darrin that I suppose we could clean the room his way (thanks for nothing, Julie Andrews). He opened up every cupboard shelf and said, “I’m thinking we start from the top and move our way down,” and then began emptying each shelf onto the kitchen table. Who would have guessed that this husband of mine, with his strange affinity for hiding dirty socks underneath the couch, could transform into energized cleaning machine? One even crazier than his already crazy wife?!
Checking the expiration dates on our expired boxes and mixes and bags was a bit like visiting a historical museum. We found the dried fruit we had bought the first week we moved into our apartment. A bag of milk chocolate chips speckled with mold and dated June 2013. A container of juice powder that was apparently made in 2007 (WHAT). Ohhh the memories.
Practically everything that we had hiding on our kitchen shelves had expired. A loooong time ago. Apparently “we’ll make this later” can turn into “expired two years ago?!” REAL quickly. We disposed of the moldy food and Lysol-wiped the fridge and cupboards.
Two thumbs up for a freshly cleaned kitchen! Two thumbs down for anticipating an expensive grocery bill.
So what do you do when your kitchen shelves are bare and your apartment smells like cleaning supplies? You put on a breezy summer top and head to the lake. Because we’re Minnesotans, don’t cha know. A little lake paired with a little sunshine is good for the soul.