A little lovin’ in the kitchen
Pretty sure it’s a condition. I got it from my Mom. Whenever there’s a change we head for the closet. Or it could be just a drawer. I once dedicated an entire afternoon to my recipe box. Doesn’t really matter what it is as long as a few hours get spent in quiet cleaning madness. So school’s back on, the calendar’s back up and here I go. This time every year, never fails. It’s like a reset. Like a new years resolution only it’s September. It’s all good. The kitchen needed a little rescue from all the summer lovin’ anyway. Every drawer you opened looked the same, nothing was where it goes and my prized spice drawer looked like a 2 year old had been living in it. I don’t know how I make such a mess!