Of which I am ashamed

About 5 minutes ago I bought the camera out to the kitchen and mum gave me a panicky, “Don’t put this on the blog!”

Now usually I’d respect this kind of statement but in order to expose the most shameful thing about our house and to hopefully prevent it from happening as often, I’d like to introduce you to our fridge.

I live in what I think is a pretty good house. Being one of the ‘neater’ (most of the time) members of our household I’m generally fairly satisfied with the way things are – when I choose to ignore the numerous bits and pieces of ‘collections’ mum has around the place.

The fridge is a totally different matter. I’ve known Laura to jump infront of friends to ‘not let them look’ only to appologise profusely afterwards. “Just shove it where it fits, if it fits” is said fairly often as well as, “I don’t want to know what’s in there”.

So it’s been bad for a LONG time now since no one has bothered to clean the good old, cold, white thing. I’ve been avoiding it as much as possible. I could just clean it, but I find that there is vast difference between cleaning say, my room and cleaning off food and out of date salad dressings. I do throw the occasional suss looking item out but I do my absolute best to steer clear of getting involved.

I’d rather solve the problem by prevention and throwing things out well before they get really bad than deal with it only when it reaches a certain state.

So I walk out to where Mum and Laura are tackling every item I don’t want to know about. There are three bags of rubbish sitting on the floor. Mum poses for the photo with the packet of out of date, once ham.

Maybe later I’ll go looking for something in there beyond margarine and milk and venture beyond the door.

Whenever I happen to move out – which could be a while. I don’t ever want a fride that remotely resembles what we’ve got.

9 Comments

  1. said:

    We have just moved, Oh the fridge, it was a horrible what we found!

    August 31, 2006
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  2. said:

    A mate of mine, living in a share house full of boys, once had that problem and decided it was too hard to deal with. So they sealed it up with tape and went and bought another one that they put next to it.

    Wasn’t pretty when they eventually opened it. “Black liquid that was once food” was the comment I think.

    August 31, 2006
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  3. said:

    Thanks a million for that ‘attractive’ photo of me Bec…. nevertheless I still love you.

    August 31, 2006
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  4. said:

    Reminds me of our fridge… *shudders*

    August 31, 2006
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  5. said:

    atleast you have food in your fridge

    *looks at the painfully bare fridge*

    August 31, 2006
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  6. Tris said:

    How long has that soda water been there? Surely there’s no soda left in the water.

    August 31, 2006
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  7. mum said:

    Ah, Bec- you have exposed my shame to the whole bloggy world! I knew I should have cleaned it earlier but it kind of got away from me. It truly had a life of it’s own (mostly fungal life -a veritable biological smorgasboard) You could have at least contributed to the cleaning instead of hiding in your room! All those half used pizza sauces were yours I’m sure.

    August 31, 2006
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  8. said:

    at least your mum does not cook with the findings in the fridge….dinner at mine anyone???

    September 2, 2006
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  9. […] I have written about the household fridge previously. The cause this time is not because it has again gone feral. Infact quite the opposite, the fridge is getting frequently cleaned, namely because we’re on our third for the past two weeks. […]

    November 23, 2006
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