Beware no longer. I was able to follow through on the horrid-ness of the refrigerator on Thursday. You'll remember the ghastly sight, if not look at this.
And now, clean as a whistle. Unless you are a whistle that belongs to one of my children...
I'm still not used to the bare facade of the ol' fridge. As I round the corner there is this void of creamy white over my left shoulder. I've jumped twice (don't believe me, ask Brett) because I thought there was something there...What kind of something, I don't know, but something!
See what happens when a Messie leaves her comfort zone. Oh, and I know the rule of thumb is to put nothing on top of the fridge, but I can only be stretched so far!! Besides it's just a picture of my kids, a candle, a jar of the boys' stamps, a plate and a bowl/basket thing. We're good.
And yay for follow through!!