Epic cleaning o'clock

I shall note for posterity that Friday, Belovedest and I sorted the pantry and refrigerator. (Note: the baking shelves were not touched.)

It took somewhere around an hour or two, I think, and while many swears were sworn, nobody cried. This was a triumph.

After which we cleaned up, rested, and then did the shopping. The shopping regularly lays us out afterwards. But the putting away of things was straightforward.

Hooray!