If my juicer were an animated character, it would be an out of work deejay with an attitude. I bought it in a moment of after Christmas clearance sale weakness. And now it lives underneath the counter in a cabinet with the plastic containers without lids and visa versa- a veritable lonely hearts club of misfit kitchen clutter.
I was a push over at the thought of all the lovely live enzymes giving me a healthy youthful glow... makes me want to get it out and give it a whirl. What I do know is that just having a juicer does me no good unless I use it. So... will I overcome my fear of juicing and reap the happy rewards? Or will Mr. J. make his lonely way to the Goodwill, where another unsuspecting sod will be seduced by his promises???
Is there something in your life that you are not using?