Going topless...and I'm not liking what I'm seeing.
You know that feeling when your top's off, and all your personal stuff is out there for all to see, right? The good, the bad, the ugly, the useless...uh, yeah, I'm not talking about me. Gee, no way. I'm talking about our kitchen, of course. We're having the counters replaced and currently everything in our drawers and cabinets is totally exposed. I'm pretty sure that every cell phone anyone in our family has ever had is in our junk drawer. The only-once-ever used fry daddy that we picked up from a neighbor's bulky pick-up (sounds a lot grosser than it was) has light shining upon it for the first time in way over a year. The gazillion bread bags I've saved for dog poo are poofing up and out of their bounds. The ugly green vase that's been in our cupboard for over twenty years and has never been used is now the home of some sort of dead beetle.
I suppose it's time to clear some of that junk out.
...or maybe it'll all be just fine when the new counter top is on.