Spelling out sound effects is hard, but hopefully you get the intended effect of that title. It's to let you know how much that little sliver of unpainted kitchen wall creeps me out all the time. I wake up to a view of the kitchen while laying in bed from about this angle every day, and every day it kills me. As if it's not bad enough that it's there in the first place, the fact that the line of paint isn't parallel with the side of the refrigerator just adds insult to injury. When I painted the kitchen several months back, I took the lazy way out and didn't pull the refrigerator out of it's nook to paint behind it. Some of you may be surprised at that knowing me and my tendencies, but honestly I sometimes really do like to take the lazy way out of things. In this case, though, the result was an eyesore (right, Cheryl... you saw this in person and were shocked that I'd live with that white strip, no?). Today I finally dealt with it.
Much better. There was a big bonus to the little project, although getting rid of that white strip was satisfying enough. I got to clean underneath the refrigerator, which I haven't done in the three years we've lived in this place. In a moment of let's be real, people, I give you this:
That's all cleaned up now. Raise your hand if you know how amazing that feels.