Stuff I Hate to Do

1. Get up on the weekend, get dressed, put on make-up, fix my hair, and go out.

Yeah, I'd really rather just be a bum and hang around the house quilting. You know the old HERMIT thing I like to do on weekends? But I wanted to go check out a few things on sale at Kohl's and then hit the grocery store to buy what I needed to make beef and barley soup in the crockpot. So I was up and out and back again by a little past noon. I didn't end up with what I THOUGHT I was going to Kohl's for, but I did get a cute wooden pumpkin wallhanging thingy that's now hanging in the front bathroom and a set of two non-stick Farberware skillets on clearance for $15 (marked down from $40-something). Last time I scrambled eggs in my old non-stick skillet, there were some crunchy bits that I think were Teflon! I hate shopping so much, I tend to wait until I'm desperate!

2. Clean the refrigerator.

This is another thing I put off. Oh, I wipe up spills as they happen and toss out any semi-liquid veggies--usually when I get home from shopping with a bag of fresh produce. But the REAL cleaning where you take EVERYTHING out and wash everything? Nope, not happening here more than a couple times a year. For one thing, the way the refrigerator fits into its nook means that I have to pull the whole thing OUT to get all the shelves and drawers out. Anyway, I did that chore today, so I think I'm set for the upcoming holiday season. I think I filled up three or four grocery bags of stuff that was out of date or that I knew we just weren't going to eat, either because of this diet we're on or just because.

And what made me do that, you may wonder? Well, one of the produce drawers kept sticking. I had pulled it out and washed it all before, but I probably didn't do a very thorough job, and it still kept sticking. Finally, the front of the plastic drawer cracked from all the pushing and pulling. It started out as a small crack, and I could still get the drawer open by pulling on the sides, but I think my son must have come over and gotten into the food, because suddenly half the front of the drawer was covered in jagged cracks.

After I got the refrigerator all cleaned, I decided the best thing to do was to mend the cracked drawer with--what else?--duct tape! I must be suffering from high testosterone levels or something because that seemed like a reasonable solution. Of course, we were all out of duct tape, so I had to run back to the store and get some. Now I have a white trash produce bin. See?

The other alternative is to track down the original paperwork that came with the refrigerator, see if there's a parts list, and order a new drawer, but that would probably mean looking through about three different drawers for the correct paperwork, and I'd probably have to clean out those drawers too, and I'm just not in the mood today. Really, all I want to do is go back to my hermit ways and head on into the Sweat Shop!

Oh, and by the way--if I EVER mention repairing upholstery or articles of clothing with duct tape, please stage an intervention!