We May Have Gremlins

So I do an early morning grocery run today so my husband won’t starve while I’m at Red Pine Camp next week. When I get home, I unpack everything, put it away. Neatly. Carefully. Tidily. Including a dozen eggs. In the egg thingie hanging inside the fridge door.

Over the next hour, I go in and out of the fridge a couple of times. The last time I close the door, I hear a ‘clunk’. When I investigate, out tumbles the entire egg thingie and its contents.

Who knew a dozen eggs contained so much slime?

We may have gremlins. Or something.


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