Keeping the Castle: A few cuts here and there

I have a bug. The Fall Cleaning type of bug that I get every year around this time. I've mentioned in a few other posts that I am so over stuff and junk and stuff. Goodwill is loving me. My tax lady is going to hate me.

I decided to start a quick list of the big items I needed to get done asap (you know, in between working, the kids, the guest bath make-over, the hallway make-over, the formals make-over...).

The first thing on that list was a major cleaning on the old frigidaire. Except, it's really a GE. :P Shame on me for not taking before shots. But come on... if you've seen one crowded, dirty fridge, you've seen them all. Right?

While at Target (does anyone else read that as Tarjay?), I picked up a few $1.99 place mats. Not for the table, but for the fridge. I am so sick of mopping up grape jelly, so I decided to cover the shelves in the place mats and if (when!) they get dirty, I just need to pull out the mat and wash it in the sink.

Brilliant, aren't I?

So, I pulled everything out. Everything! And I scrubbed ever crevice of that big hunk of metal and stainless steel. I then rearranged some of the shelves and started to add the mats. And eggs, obviously.

I had to cut a few of them, here and there, to fit. (Mats, not eggs. That would be weird.) One I even had to cut in half, so that I needed to tuck the front of the shelf under it's partner, I could  - without having to take the mat out.

I know...it's obvious that my camera battery wasn't charged, again. I had to use my iPad. Sorry about that.
But, after I threw out a ton and loaded everything back in, I was pleased with my work.

Except that I see a slight photo bomb going on here. The sour cream is out of the place. It is supposed to be on the top right shelf. Next to the pico de gallo (yellow bowl) and salsa. Duh. Obviously the Mr. messed up, after making himself a plate of red chicken enchiladas (tin foil covered pan, bottom right shelf).

Okay. One thing to check off my list. Next thing is the pantry. Or the linen closet. Or something. In the meantime, I am off to go charge my dang camera battery.