Lots to post about but little motivation to actually do it. Today I did the unthinkable. I cleaned my oven. Yes, that's right, I cleaned my oven. Only once before have I ever cleaned my oven myself. It was in Utah when Jeremy and I first were married. I nearly died. Seriously. Somehow I inhaled VERY DEEPLY when I was spraying the oven cleaner in the oven and I almost passed out! I should have probably went to the doctor because I was so sick the rest of the day. Puking and all. The whole house smelled of that wretched oven cleaner! Three days later I was hacking up my lungs still! I swore right then and there that I would never clean my oven again! And I never have! For reals. I've had people clean it for me. But, I won't go near oven cleaner.
Well, today I decided it was high time for me to do something about my oven because the girls who used to clean it are gone and the oven was FILTHY! I put it off long enough. I opened up my whole kitchen and set to work with rubber gloves a face mask and all. I still smelled that nasty crap though! Made me sick and took all my motivation away. Stupid oven cleaner.
But, I got my floors scrubbed and my nasty oven kinda sparkling. Now, I'm afraid to cook in it though because it smells like freaking oven cleaner!?!?!? Isn't there some other way? I'm gonna google it. My head hurts now too. Oven cleaner should be banned. I hate it. I don't think I will clean my oven again, EVER. I need a new oven cleaning lady.
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