A Freezer Martha Would be Proud Of
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I’m just kidding. If Martha ever found something so messy and disorganized in her garage fridge, she’d pass out in a dead faint. And later, she’d fire her entire kitchen staff.
I spent about an hour this past weekend, freezing my rear end off and organizing my two garage freezers.
Wow, it wasn’t that hard, once I got past my reluctance to throw anything out. Having chickens makes throwing things out a whole lot easier.
Did you know that chickens like two year old Mexican Rice? How about two year old frozen garbanzo beans that never quite made it to that hummus you were planning on making? Yep, they liked that, too. They liked the aged pumpkin muffins, as well as the frozen spinach that was probably bought sometime in the previous decade (I’m kidding – it was only two or three years old).
I didn’t get any photos of “before.” I would like to say that’s because I didn’t think of it.
Ha. Of course I thought of it. But the truth is, my disaster area of a freezer was way too embarrassing to share with this blog. Even if I have only two readers. Seriously, it was BAD. It was one of those things where we had to rush to close the freezer doors, before everything came spilling out.
First, I worked on one shelf at a time. I completely cleared it and put everything on my husband’s workbench.
Then I grabbed a plastic garbage can liner and threw in anything not worth saving.
Then I got some of my plastic bins that fit my vertical frozen freezer bags. I filled them with as many frozen soups as I could, and then I replaced the bins on the shelves.
I repeated this over and over until the entire freezer was organized.
Try it, you’ll like it. I did re-organize my house freezer a few months back, but it has slowly descended back into a state of chaos. That’ll be next.
One of these days, I’ll hit my dresser drawers. Maybe next year.
Have fun! You’ll be so glad you did this. You’re welcome.
By the way, I have a few pet peeves. One of these is all these stupid little loops of plastic labelling that are wrapped so tightly around a new strand of Christmas lights.
Yes, I’m very thrilled these lights won’t burn down my house. I get it. But I think I counted 4 tags per strand. And, considering the fact that these modern strands only last a week or two before going out, I will spend an inordinate amount of time this season removing these irritating little tags. I may start a revolution.
Don’t even get me started on the impossible-to-remove protective covers on bottles of everything from mustard to baby aspirin. Arrrgh. Pass the needle nose pliers, please.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!