My Scratch & Dent Life

I have 6 roommates. Thankfully, we don't each have our own gallon of milk labeled with our name. We share food. There can be some confusion as to where to put things. Food gets forgotten. Leftovers develop a life of their own. I thawed some chicken Sunday that dripped over the bottom, so it was time for a deep clean. Stewart helped me wash out the scary drawers. NO before picture. Didn't even think it.

Now it looks so beautiful, I just want to stare at the clean shelves! I thought about printing out this picture as a point of reference for future users. Instead I used my label maker to teach everyone else where I want things. Where I will tell them to look, when they ask what they can eat. And leftovers are front and center. ATTENTION: milk has moved from the bottom shelf to the top. You can all reach that high now. I believe in independent breakfast eaters. Do not try to cram it in the old spot. It will not fit because I moved around the shelves.
Ahh, beautiful. Organized by how we use things. Butter and garlic still on top. EGGS are lower than they were to make better use of space. We eat a lot of eggs.
Emma, can you tell what I photo shopped out, without peeking at the picture below?
HOURS after we installed this new fridge, the meat drawer was left open and someone closed the door and broke/cracked the handle of the drawer. I've stopped noticing it. We get used to ugly things. I saved the piece for awhile, but never tried to glue it on, and then lost the piece.

"LEFTOVERS EAT ME 1st!" next to "pickles."