I'm seriously a little impressed. Mostly grossed out, but a little impressed.
Look, guys, as ashamed as I am about the state of my kitchen right now, I am also kind of impressed at my own slovenliness. Seriously. It has not been this bad since... god, since I was in high school at the very least. Not once since I moved here has the load of dishes gotten to these proportions and I've lived here for 2½ years. Although, to my defense, a bunch of stuff (knives, a glass, the rolling pin, the motherfucking grill to the motherfucking oven) is shit the idiot managed to leave a mess when she moved, so.
This is what I've gotten through so far, plus the grill to the oven.
This, now. This is what I've got left. Seriously, there is shit hidden behind all the other shit that you can't even SEE, that's how bad this is.
*boggles*
Feel free to be grossed out. I am.
This is what I've gotten through so far, plus the grill to the oven.
This, now. This is what I've got left. Seriously, there is shit hidden behind all the other shit that you can't even SEE, that's how bad this is.
*boggles*
Feel free to be grossed out. I am.