Last year hubby decided we don't stock enough food in the garage freezer to justify it use. So he turned it off. I agreed at the time.
Then this spring--as I try to avoid the garage at all costs, which is used for JUNK, not cars--I noticed the freezer door was standing open. The shelves are loaded with dirt.
Me: WHY THE HELL DID YOU LEAVE THE FREEZER DOOR OPEN?
Hubby: I didn't want it to get musty.
Me: ??? *%#* ??? *$%# ??? %$&*!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So my job today is to clean out that freezer so Beth and I can load it up with Weight Watchers dinners. Five of us at work, plus Beth, and another friend, plan to lose 25 pounds by Thanksgiving. That's 5 pounds a month. I've even started walking (around the hospital, through the ghetto on my break, which means it's a pretty fast walk, pepper spray in hand). Plus I'm sure the 17 bags of mulch I hauled across the yard yesterday afternoon must have knocked off a couple hundred calories.
I will call this challenge...BlubberMo! :) Anyone care to join in? :)