As a writer, life experiences sometimes inspire ideas for future projects, but I never expected a menial household chore to be one of them.
You see, I had an attack of domesticity the other day and decided to clean out my refrigerator. I realized the contents could very easily be used to get rid of a spouse, backstabbing friend, noisy neighbor ... well, the possibilities are endless, and the passing would more than likely be determined an "accidental poisoning".
I'm embarrassed to say I had cottage cheese that expired three months ago, hidden behind a plastic container filled with something that morphed into a green slimy substance, hidden by all newly purchased grocery items. In fact, there were several hidden plastic containers and some of the slime was even black. Did you know jelly can mold? I didn't. I guess 2009 wasn't a good year for grapes. Of course, let's not forget salad dressing, horseradish, cans of whipped cream and a jar of maraschino cherries (I don't even remember using them ... they expired in 2012).
Not only did this chore give me ideas for a future book, it reminded me to be more diligent in checking expiration dates and throw the old stuff out. It's bad enough to be faced with slime and mold, but the smell.....that alone could do someone in.
And ... here it comes ... it gave me food for thought: