A long time ago I was a Girl Scout and I was a terrible Girl Scout. I liked the part about hanging out with friends after school, but I didn't like the work required to be a "good" Girl Scout. One year, my brave Mother volunteered (she might have been heavily pressured) to be our Troop Leader. It was during this year, that my mother decided it was time I earned a badge. You see...I had no badges. My goal oriented older sister had so many badges that they started to creep up the back of her Girl Scout sash. Me...not so much.
One week, my mother put me through my paces and I finally earned my one and only badge...the Housekeeping Badge (housekeeping is my Mother's forte).
Today, I must officially turn in my Housekeeping badge. While cleaning out the gross fruit, from the fruit drawer, I decided to wash and clean the fruit and veggie drawers. It was then I noticed the long plastic grill at the bottom of the fridge. Boy, is that thing nasty. You know what I found out...it comes off. And that was really gross. The giant dust bunnies were hopping out...almost all on their own.
So, for lack of awareness that this grill even existed and for not knowing that the grill snaps off, I officially turn in my Girl Scout Housekeeping Badge.
(I sure wish I could have earned a "Cooking" Badge, cause I would probably be able to keep that one.)
On to the fan in the living room.....more grossness to come.