Knitters don't like to stop knitting, no matter what is going on around them. We are the species that always says "Just let me finish this row" to put off requests others make of us that would make us put down our knitting. Today, I had to put down my knitting. I went into my kitchen to get a piece of paper and noticed that the pad was wet on the bottom. I figured my husband spilled something and didn't wipe it up. No, I wish that was the case. There was a watermelon sitting on the counter and when I turned it over, the thing literally threw up all over my counter. Guess it was a bit rotten? (My husband is a fruit and veggie fanatic) It was so disgusting and smelly that I really thought I was going to lose it. Then I realized that the juice slipped between my stove and the counter it was sitting on. I had to pull out the stove and almost lost it again. I won't go into detail but it was horrific what was doing there. Two rolls of paper towels and one Magic Eraser later, I cleaned it up. My stomach is still feeling queasy.
The moral of the story? Put the goddamn watermelon in the fridge!