Monday Night (and where's Carla when you need her?)

Monday night my pen rolled off the counter, and while attempting to retrieve it, I kicked it under the stove instead. So, I pulled out the stove to get it. YUCK! Where did all this crap and greasy gunk come from?

Then I remembered when Carla was living here, she would get on a cleaning kick and we would pull out all the appliances to clean under and behind them. But, its probably two years since she lived here and therefore, two years since such things got deep cleaned.

So, got a bucket of soapy water and a sponge, then pulled out the stove. Found another pen, a cheap cigarette lighter and 15 - 20 playing cards amidst the cat hair and greasy dirt. Swept, mopped and sponged until all was spotless, then pushed the stove back in.

Now I guess I'll have to pull out the fridge, sometime soon...