I have a cabinet in my house that attacked me last week.
I’m so not even kidding.
Like something out of a horror movie.
I opened the doors to get a plastic container for left-overs and two pitchers, four lids, a foil pan that used to cover a casserole and 47 tiny spice jars reached out and bit me.
Do you have a cabinet like that?
Because my cabinet needs friends. Continue reading