The Other I

January 27, 2014

The first level below godliness

Filed under: Just Stuff,Life as a Nun — theotheri @ 3:23 pm

We had a strange fishy smell in our refrigerator yesterday.  I couldn’t see any cause for the offending order, so I gave it a deep clean this morning.  This is not my usual procedure, which may be why, as I was trying to make the 20-year-fridge look like new, I was remembering that it was nuns who set my much-abused standard for “really clean.”

Image from e-How:  How to Mop a Floor

“Cleanliness is next to godliness” was the motto of the nun who directed my scrubbing the convent pantry floor every afternoon for several years.   The unambiguous implication of Sister Teresita’s daily repetition of her motto was that I was unfortunately lacking in sufficient godliness.

By that standard I’m still not going to make it to the top celestial tiers.

But these days I’m more inclined to think that kindness is closer to godliness than cleanliness.

Unfortunately, compared to some of the acts of kindness I’ve seen in others, I doubt I’m going to make it to the top tiers on that score either.


  1. so, do to lack of antiseptic standards, you cannot surgery on your kitchen floor – pity. but look at it this way, more time/energy for free cell and plato btw what WAS the fishy smell?


    Comment by kateritek — January 27, 2014 @ 5:13 pm | Reply

    • What was the fishy smell, you ask. Well, there’s something fishy about that too. After I’d emptied all the shelves, removed them and washed the entire inside of the fridge, I still had found nothing suspicious whatsoever. My sense of smell isn’t nearly as good as Peter’s, so I called him in and asked him if the smell was still there. I was thinking that I’d have to pour disinfectant down the drip hole. But he said it was gone.

      Our best guess is that I’d defrosted a couple of frozen fish fillets on Friday (of course: we always have fish and chips on Fridays) in the fridge. I usually don’t do that, and my guess is that the air in the fridge simply didn’t get out after I’d removed the fish. Either that or Sr. Teresita is coming back to haunt me.

      Life truly remains a challenge, no?


      Comment by Terry Sissons — January 27, 2014 @ 8:16 pm | Reply

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