Okay, so I whine about how tired I am, and of course, on my one day off this week, I wake up at 5:30a and can’t fall back asleep.  This is what happens when my body adjusts to crack-of-dawn awakenings, and so I ended up getting up and doing all the stupid things that aren’t fun and that I can’t do during my week: pay bills, take out trash, clean litter box, go jogging (only because I’m bored, and it fills some time), start laundry, shower, groom my eyebrows, then decide to groom the cats (or rather, chase them with a brush and fail to actually groom them), and damn, it’s only 11:00a.  Then I realized I could clean out the refrigerator.
A week ago, Amy shared this picture show documenting the refrigerators of people, which I found fascinating.  So, I decided to take stock:

This week, the refrigerator looks like a relatively normal person’s, but only because I haven’t had time to cook much, and hence, leftovers aren’t ballooning out of tupperware.  Notice the stockpile of caffeinated diet sodas.  And to balance the acidity that caffeine brings, I think I compensate with milk and kefir and yogurt.  And there is actual fruit in there!  Although it’s partially rotting because I come home, take one strawberry out, wash it, eat it, and thus I end up throwing away a significant portion of rotting fruit. Way in the back, there were some rotting chickpeas and an open bottle of wine that’s been in there since January or February.  Lucky for you, you can’t smell this photo, either.