31 Days: The Oven Door
Here’s a project that I have wanted to take care of since the day we moved in last year, the oven door. It’s not the outside or the inside, it’s in between the glass and it is filthy.
I’m pretty sure the previous owners spilled something that ran down in there and the only way to clean it was take the oven door apart, which HELLO, I’m so not doing that (obvs).
I asked Jeff this morning when I was running out the door if he would mind taking care of it, I needed to take Zoe to guitar and run errands, which is code for I’m leaving and have at it.
By the time I got home, he had done a few loads of laundry, swept the floor, and the oven was spotless.
And then the clouds parted and the angels sang down from above and filled my kitchen with the holy spirit of cleanliness.
For 31 days, I’m tackling the Hot Mess. Read all about it here.