And really, it was less about the under the burners (though, now that you've mentioned it and reminded me I'm totally gonna do that here at the new place! :D) than about that fact that Former Roommate used to fry things without putting a lid on anything or bothering to wipe up all the grease splatter. Seriously. It was nasty.
Triumph was mine though, and now I have left behind a clean kitchen with mopped floors and everything. ...though your story there makes me glad that we don't have any pets quite yet. Eesh. I always forget the trials of pet hair seeing as how I haven't had any fuzzy friends since I moved out of my parent's place after university.
I think it's the black boogers that are the final sign of We Really Need To Dust More Often. Eh heh ^^;;
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And really, it was less about the under the burners (though, now that you've mentioned it and reminded me I'm totally gonna do that here at the new place! :D) than about that fact that Former Roommate used to fry things without putting a lid on anything or bothering to wipe up all the grease splatter. Seriously. It was nasty.
Triumph was mine though, and now I have left behind a clean kitchen with mopped floors and everything. ...though your story there makes me glad that we don't have any pets quite yet. Eesh. I always forget the trials of pet hair seeing as how I haven't had any fuzzy friends since I moved out of my parent's place after university.
I think it's the black boogers that are the final sign of We Really Need To Dust More Often. Eh heh ^^;;