Duly Noted: I Choose on Monday Gotta get this off my chest, gotta let it go today.

Have you ever had a really rough period of days, and then even when the situation was over, found yourself still residually upset, annoyed, or otherwise in a funk? Right, me neither.

Those are the days I’m going to call the “Funky Fridge” days. They are, so to speak, the kind of days that have left-over items that have stayed for much longer than ever intended. ((Realizing: There’s something in some tupperware in the back of my fridge, let’s just say it was a good, then. Yikes.))

I live with two roommates, whom I love dearly. Both of them, and myself as well, have been guilty of sitting something in the refrigerator, and over a little bit of time, it has gotten pushed back, moved over, scooted a little further back, and found its way settled into a corner.

Then the you walk in your house and the game starts, I call it “What the hell is that smell?” You know the game, don’t act like I’m the only one who knows the “What the hell is that smell game!” It’s that moment when the item decides you’ve ignored it long enough, and its voice, or pungent aroma, wants to be heard, or offensive. You open the fridge door and your nose instinctively turns up, your head tilts to the side, your eyes roll back, and the back of your head hits the floor. When you wake up, you realize it’s time to sniff out your overdue prize. Beware: This is one of those games where winning really feels like losing.

You already know where I’m going. What the funk is in your fridge? [OK, so I really just wanted to use ‘funk’ almost inappropriately.] But seriously, what have you held on to that you probably should have thrown out, let go of, or otherwise set free from the chilly inside place you’ve kept it? Has it started to smell yet, or is it just a few days from stinking up your days?

Oh it won’t stink? Have you ever walked into the room and someone’s mood was almost palpable, tangible, or even worse funky? The moment you entered their space your nose scrunched up, eyebrows raised, and your head gave a short turn and you asked, “Whassup with...?” Someone’s having a “Funky Fridge” day.

Just make sure it’s not you.

All you gotta do is throw away the leftovers. Now, off to my refrigerator. I’ll probably throw the container out, just to avoid having to open it. Ugh.

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