Meet Amy. Yesterday, her refrigerator shelves were disgusting. They had dried barbecue sauce on them, something clear and sticky had leaked and then dried in the back, they had the imprint of countless milk cartons and half-emptied cans. The produce drawers were filled with bits and pieces (juices) of wasted and rotted produce. Disgusting. But today...today Amy tackled it and spent an hour scrubbing, tossing and organizing her refrigerator. This is the new Amy. This Amy would never have a gross refrigerator. She's not that kind of person. She's clean, organized and fresh. She feels sorry for the people with dirty fridge shelves and expired chicken stock boxes. She can't imagine having a 2 year old jar of pepperoncini peppers with mold on the inside of the lid. That's no way to live and Amy is glad she's the right kind of person. Yesterday Amy had two bags of clothes designated for Goodwill in her dining room corner. They'd been there for 2.5 months, eventually becoming invisible. But today, after she finished with the fridge project she put them in her car and drove them to Goodwill. Now she's the kind of person who donates to charity, whose dining room is strictly used for dining, and plays classical music for no reason. She is slightly disgusted by those people who drive around with bags of donated clothing for months on end. She's relieved she's not like them.
Meet Elizabeth. She has a giant Goldendoodle, Charles, whose exuberance for life can be endearing for some, but downright dangerous for others. Upon greeting newcomers to her home, Charles immediately jumps up to lick their faces - sometimes springing up into the air and crashing into their nose.
She goes into the pool restroom barefoot. She worked a stint in the infant room at a daycare center and was completely unphased by the diaper changing and poop getting on her fingers. Bodily fluids do not bother Judes, regardless of whether they come from human or animal.
Now that she's in her thirties, and still single, she finds it a bit harder to endure her romantic ideals but she will not give up hope! Surely there is a gorgeous man out there who loves to talk about his feelings, monogamy, loves to buy little presents for no reason, would totally get her sense of humor,
