I usually wear glasses only when reading or typing, but on this particular day, I’d forgotten to leave them at the desk, opened the refrigerator for some lunch fixings, and was appalled.
I was already aware of the bigger blotches and stains, and kept telling myself the fridge needed cleaning. But the specs brought to life all the crumbs, the smaller smears, splatters, and spots, and those sticky blemishes where the grandkids had spilled a little juice or I’d gotten too enthusiastic pulling out an open bottle of chardonnay.
