Blissful ignorance

You know it: the scratch on the car; the dirty diaper; the dog shit on the sole of the shoe. All of these unknowns are great with the unknowing. But once uncovered - bam, action must be taken. And before my wife gets elevated blood pressure, no, her car was not scratched.

My ignorance was more benign. It started with a magnetic letter. The front of our fridge is covered with these, the kids love 'em. The letters becomes snakes, dinosaurs, mountains, and cars. Anything, everything. Then one fell and was brushed under the front grate of the 'fridge. And I looked.

Dust bunnies. A whole damn colony.

What does it take clean up a bunny colony? Well ya get to move a 'fridge. First get most off of the top, maybe a few things off of the sides. Then it finally gets slid out and the real cleanup begins. I found more magnets, more bunnies, dog food, broken glass, slime, and bottle caps. All in all, a glorious example of blissful ignorance. And the coild got cleaned too. Bonus.

It's clean underneath, for now. The kids got to see mess. The dof got to experience some fresh smells. And I got to be busy. Success.