This week we found out that, not only will the contractor be descending upon our house next Monday, but that we also need to replace our roof because it was damaged in a particularly severe storm. Awesome. Let’s just add that to the list of things that are swirling around our house.

Adopting the duck-and-cover approach, I stayed in the kitchen pretending that everything was perfectly normal and fantasizing about life two months from now. I wouldn’t be surprised if Stephen started telling me I’m talking to myself and muttering things under my breath like a crazy person. But I digress.

Tupperware. It’s everywhere. We have like five million random pieces. Some have inexplicably been decorated with stickers.

Why is it that tupperware seems to multiply, divide and take over like those furry things in that one episode of Star Trek? (Yes, I know I’m aging myself here.) I looked them up because inquiring minds want to know. They’re tribbles.

I’d like to eventually replace everything with glass containers and move away from plastic, but that’s a project for later. For now, I was able to cut it down to a much more manageable amount:

The remaining matching pieces got donated. And, thanks to everyone who suggested Freecycle. My air fresheners have found another home. So that kitchen cabinet is even more empty!

Breathe….