I was about to read more in my current book, Into the Wild (future book review to come), when I felt that guilty twinge that I should be productive and get something accomplished. It seems like there's always something to clean or take care of, so I decided to indulge those guilty feelings and tackle the thing I dread the most-- cleaning out the fridge.
I must admit that this is the household chore I abhor the most, and I confess that I often let the leftovers set in their containers much longer than I should... dare I say how long? No. But it's far too long. I always put it off as long as I can, because I guess I keep hoping said leftovers will be eaten... but soon, the time for them to be consumed has long gone, and then I have the task to clean them out. I decided to tackle the entire fridge. A few trash bags and some humility later, I had filled the sink with Tupperware containers with massive amounts of Ajax and scorching hot water.
To avoid this awful task in the future, I now vow to no longer leave leftovers in the fridge for longer than ___ days? weeks? You'll never know.
Feeling like I needed to get out of the apartment, I went for my semi-daily exercise routine. This usually consists of walking for two minutes, jogging for another two minutes, and then sprinting for about one minute, and then repeating this whole process as I go around the neighborhood a few times. I love the feeling of sprinting as hard and fast as I can! Running isn't my favorite mode of exercise but it's all I can do for now until I get a bike-- so I will do it in small doses. :)