My 36th Favorite Chore!

CLEANING is not my favorite past time. I know it's important, and I do it (sometimes) but I can think of a few things that are my "more favorite" things to do.

There are certainly some jobs that I like way more than others. Laundry for instance . . . I like (in moderation) . . . Dishes . . . they can be fun. But there are some chores that I will almost always delay until the last possible moment. And one of those chores is Deep Cleaning the Refrigerator. I just don't like it. I have been trying to reflect on why I hate it so much and think I have uncovered the reasons behind it, which might be the first step in overcoming this hatred and helping me to move forward happily and confidently into my cleaning future.

I have realized that part of my problem is that I HATE washing out tupperware full of old food. It is pretty much one of the worst things that you can experience. Okay, that might be an exaggeration. But I'm pretty sure that it must be a proven fact that inhaling fumes from rotten food takes away 3 years from your life at least and may make you more likely to acquire certain diseases. Although I don't exactly  have proof of this, I would put money on it.

When I do have to clean out the Fridge and take out the rotten food, I try and play it safe and start the water and disposal before ever attempting to open the lid to the tupperware. I close my eyes (seeing the rotten food always makes it worse), I hold my breath, and then open the lid and dump it out. I resume breathing once it has all completely been consumed by the disposal. The whole process is extremely traumatic, however. I am determined to overcome my refrigerator cleaning delinquency though, and I think I might have the answer on how to do it.

Between Spencer W. Kimball's motto "Do It" and Pres. Uchtdorf's suggestion to "Stop It" I think I can solve any problem. If I would only "Do It" when I notice food is past it's prime and needs to be removed, and "Stop It" when it comes to ignoring the tupperwares lurking in the back of the fridge . . . then I would prevent any chance of dying as a result of rotten food inhalation. And I would most certainly avoid the depression that comes after cleaning it and realizing that the fridge is now empty and I need to go shopping!!!