Not that I don’t like having a clean(ish) house most of the time, but I find we don’t rotate through our canned goods particularly well. I buy some almost every time I grocery shop, but some cans are getting pushed to the back and forgotten about. Why just now I had to dispose of 3 cans of chicken noodle soup, 3 mushroom soups, 1 pea soup, 1 tomato soup, 1 celery soup, 1 potatoes and sausage soup, 1 can of cranberry sauce from 2016 (I might add!) And a few other items like rancid chips & popcorn where the oils had gone off. Spoiled cinnamon goldfish crackers that were both too crunchy & too soft in one unsettling combination of unpleasantness. Far easier to do these types of things with my spouse and children out of the house. Same with disposing of ruined coats, and ruined sneakers. The less than can see and thus pine sentimentally over these lost items, the better. Why keep ruined shoes? We aren’t cobblers. We can’t mend mesh wore running shoes where the soles are also worn through! Looks like the great purge of 2024 will have to happen in September once all parties are busy between the hours of 8:30am and 3:00pm.
But I digress, as I was talking about the pantry. Not that I like to see good food go to waste, but if we can’t eat it, no point in keeping it. I can move fresh items from under the counter to up into the pantry at eye level. Way better there! I have random cereal bags, and crackers to move too. Best get nibbling before that goes off and become bird food, or totally inedible for anyone, or any “thing”. Ugh. Sour oil smells so, so bad. Rancid is a great term for it. Clings to the nostrils. Lingers on everything. Blargh!
The blue bin & sink are taking a beating today. Lots of cleaned up cans in the recycling today. Cardboard boxes, tissue papers, and everything else I can reasonably get out of here, absolutely has to go! Go on now, get! So much wet food to clean up too. Yuck. Cold, slimy, smelly old wet food stuffs. Reminds me of working in all of the kitchens underneath the universities residences. Climbing into massive kettles to scrape out the left over bits from boiled bones, and over cooked soups. Scraping the grill tops, and washing the grease traps. Those are smells you don’t soon forget. Do not miss those days at all. But! It did give me the mindless paid work where I could talk/think my way through any papers I had to write, before I ever had the chance to sit down and type anything. Got harder as the essays got longer, but for first and second year classes it was a doable exercise in mental gymnastics. Pays to be an over thinker some times.
Anywho. It is Tuesday July second of twenty twenty four. Our holiday was yesterday, and I’m sure the US will occupy the 3rd/4th/5th to their advantage by closing down to celebrate. Losing fingers and hands heavily on one particular day per year at a time.
Take care out there. Ciao Bella.
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