Bought some ice cream yesterday. Took it out of the freezer for a taste a few hours later and it was ice cream soup. My fridge had died. And the kitchen is a complete shithole right now so I can’t call the landlord to get it repaired. Plus Christmas might fuck that up, anyway, I dunno. Repair-people might be on vacation.
Thank Christ The Bunny already helped me get the rest of the apartment in decent shape, so I only have to tackle the kitchen. But still. The kitchen is big enough for a table but I don’t have a table, so – for the past few years – any time I’ve had clutter that I didn’t know what to do with, I put it in the corner of the kitchen. Also, I had a plastic-wrapped canvas leaning against the wall and I guess it got damp in there so now there’s black mold. And a couple years ago my window A/C leaked, partially rotting the drywall on the window ledge.
It’s going to take at least a few days of hard work before I can resolve this fridge thing, is what I’m saying. Even for a normal person. Me, though, I tend to get easily overwhelmed and freak out under pressure, so I’ve pretty much spent today walking into the kitchen, silently looking around, then going into some sort of fugue state and coming out of it to find I’ve been on the internet for three hours.
In the meantime I have my perishables suspended in a bag outside the kitchen window and once that stuff is eaten/spoiled/whatever I plan to buy groceries in small increments that can be finished within two days. Thanks to a lifetime of health issues leaving me with barely the energy to stand up sometimes, I’ve learned that a pretty wide range of foods can be left at room temperature at least overnight (like when I go grocery shopping and then lack the spoons to put everything away…) and still not poison me. This would all be so much more difficult if I were one of these people who’s super prissy about food storage.
Don’t anybody tell me that horrible bacteria builds up on food that’s not properly refrigerated. I’ve already assumed this to be the case but I’m quite happy not knowing the details – especially since I don’t have a functional refrigerator and might not for another week or so.
Right. I should go stare aimlessly into the kitchen again.