My Battle between good and evil

...and in the beginning
I had taken up the task of cleaning the house...
So that the better half would not return to utter chaos & turmoil the Likes of which she had I am sure envisioned when leaving.
And that.... THAT is where this adventure begins.

Where is my sword?
I thought I had things under control.... However "Things" had another opinion of how things were to go.
So the Man-cub and I have been feed well by Friends and Family and the times when we weren't... You know the deal... "Pizzas.... and keep 'em comin'!" So he and I only opened the Fridge to  get out cold water and pack his lunches for school.
So I being of sound mind and dubious determination for things such as these... decided that I would get the garbage to the unholy Landfill. An easy enough task.
Grab the bag and begin by picking up the debris that the dog had spread throughout the downstairs (Okay... so now you know the real reason I chose Saturday as Garbage day) Gathering it back together and containing it.
I move on and get all of the small "Pods" of garbage that seem to appear in every spare nook & Cranny of space... not to mention when it is just two guys in a house those friggin' pods Multiply... I swear!
So all of that wrangled... I stacked the mountain of pizza boxes next to the bags. It was now time for the main quest... the part that can break a Lesser man...

Hell... I have seen your gaping mouth...
Pulling the half empty bag near to me... I crouched at the Portal to the dark realm.... The Fridge! Okay... I am famous for having a spoon full of something ALMOST in my mouth and hollering in through to the other room "....Baby is this <insert food name here> Still good?"  and usu\ally the answer is "DON'T eat that!!!!" Well let me just say... the stuff I pulled outta the fridge.... Even I had no interest in eating it! NONE!
I swear... I didn't think I had been "Fending for Myself" for even a whole week at that time... But there were creatures in there that seemed much older....
I blame the Fridge trolls because... um well other wise I am thinking it is my fault. The stuff I pulled out... I know I put in there if those trolls didn't.... DAMN TROLLS! can't be trusted I say.

I'll Leave you with This...
Basically... I have rid the house of things that  were in need of a burial ceremony... and I even have picked up a little.... but ya know, I probably did it totally wrong. [Laughs]  ...but isn't it the effort that counts?

That is all for now I guess.
~Later