I killed them all today.
The green and white, gray and brown hopefuls that crouched in drawers and perched on shelves. Even the innocent little pink flecks that peeked out of a few mushroom-y ones were destroyed.
What was I to do? I give them an inch, they grow five!
How was I to know they’d take on a life of their own? Was I really left with any other choice but to empty, scrub, spray, wash (repeat process)?But do I feel guilty? No.
Well, maybe just a little – for perhaps, just perhaps, I single handedly rinsed away what could have been a significant contribution to our ecosystem.
But ah, that guilt is overshadowed by the complete satisfaction of a spanking clean fridge, stocked with fresh soy milk cartons, fruit and vege. How proud I am. How satisfactory this feels. Every now and then, I peek in, to admire the glorious freshness of it all.
Ah, no mould no more.
(Until next month that is).
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