Today's conversations

I was cleaning this morning, as Jason was sleeping. The fact that he was sleeping is irrelevant to the story, just thought I'd put it out there.

At some point I went into the bedroom to get something and felt the need to share one of the days vile discoveries with him.

Oh, I figured out what that smell in the kitchen closet was. It wasn't the paint.
What was it?
The potatoes. One of them had.. I don't know.. liquified? There was some kind of liquid in the bottom of the bag. I didn't look at it that closely.
Did you get rid of it?
Seriously? No, I saved it. Figured I could just clean it up and use it anyway. Ya, obviously I threw it out!

Then I vacuumed under the fridge. As I'd had on my list to do for about two weeks. Since I'd dropped something under there, went to retrieve it, and was horrified at the dog hair(?), dust, and whatever else had accumulated under there. I wondered what happened to the grate that used to prevent some of that from happening. I went back into the bedroom to see if Jason knew..

Do you know what happened to the grate that used to be on the bottom of the fridge?
It's not still on there?
(blank look) Ya, it's still on there, that's why I'm asking what happened to it.
I don't know.

The End.