Amazing what gets done that is not "on the list" when one just follows the flow.
I knew the fridge had some science projects that needed to be relocated, and that it also had the last bit of the 3# piece of beef that had been a pot roast and then donated a good bit of leftover meat, as well as the vegs and gravy to the stew (which will be a "thrice blessed" supper this evening) which I was planing to put into a beef/veg soup starting today. In order to clean out the fridge, though, I wanted/needed to clean off the chopping block to be able to easily stash contents as I sorted.
When I went to move things off said surface, the first thing I found was my seldom-used bottle of clear nail polish. Typically, this gets hunted down when I have a run in my silk long johns but a few days ago I had needed a good dollop of the stuff to cover a small slit that remained in a finger nail after I had clipped as close as I was willing to clip. The slit was tiny, but big enough to catch a hair, or a thread and I did not want to risk pulling and making it run far enough to hurt. It took hot water and an application of Great Strength and Awkwardness to get the thing open and I guess that after treating the nail, I set it there with the intention of taking it to the back bathroom when I went that way.
It had other ideas, however, and had laid on its side. The gunked up and terribly insecure threads on the lid had NOT kept the stuff inside and when I picked up the bottle I discovered a pool of polish -- most still semi-liquid -- on the chopping block. Damn!
Well, I keep acetone around for all sorts of uses -- and removing fingernail polish was one of its primary uses back in the day, so I go hunting under the sink in the chemical stash to find my can of the stuff. After all, letting it dry would make matters so much worse! After looking where it was supposed to be (and by that wording you know my search was unsuccessful at that point) I kept looking in the only practical way: I emptied all the stuff out from under the sink.
Now, it's been far too long since I did that, so it was not a quick search and replace. My rag-bag had long ago been buried under loose rags, as had the secondary paper bag of pieces of spent clothing. I stuffed the bags and I extracted rag after rag, and multiple cleaning products as well. There were the two partial cans of oven cleaner (joined by an almost-empty third one), two boxes of granular Spic-n-Span, (both open, of course), two containers, as well, of the organic-approved bug spray I use only in extreme emergencies and lots of other stuff... including (count 'em!) 5 scrub brushes (not counting the two we have been using that are currently deployed in the bathrooms), etc. etc.
But no acetone.
After getting it all back in, I grabbed a rag and a bit of paint thinner to see what it would do. It helped some, but I still need the acetone, which is now on the perennial list.
And I hadn't GOT to the real work of either cleaning off the chopping block or cleaning out the fridge. LOL
The block got a lick and a promise, making enough space to do the 'fridge. The dog got some old lunch meat, the chicken bucket got some other remains and, yes, eventually I DID find and cut up the beef for the soup.
Soup is now cooking, filled almost entirely -- at this point -- with dried vegetables: onion, celery leaves, tomato, carrots, peas, zucchini and kale. It is a tomato-based soup, so it also has a quart of my home canned tomatoes and half a pint of tomato sauce. Once it gets cooked sufficiently to soften the dried stuff, I will throw in a handful of green bean pieces and some cooked and canned dry beans. It will probably be "too rich" (meaning having too many flavors) by Tractor Guy's reckoning, but this one's for me!