The problem is, I am a pretty short girl. After jumping up and down (no one was around to help me at that hour) to see what the ice packs looked like, I noticed that there were larger ice packs on sale too but those were located all the way in the back of the top shelf. I tried using a ruler to scoot the ice pack closer to me in order to make this more accessible. My goal was to bring it closer to the front and then I jump up to get it. The thing is, I used a little too much force and the stupid thing almost pelted me right on the head. Uncoordinated me, I managed to catch something for once! I guess I didn't want my kid to go to school - on his second day no less with a bruised up mom. After all, I am always skeptical of other parent's judgements towards me, all I need is for them to think the worse!
This ordeal reminds me of the "2004 barrage of cans incident" where I used a ladle to scoop down my can of spaghetti sauce, except I was way too forceful and had nearly got pelted by several cans of spaghetti sauce! I do not how I managed to escape that with a mere bump on my head! Afterwards, I re-arranged my food cupboard and made sure the everyday items were easily accessed, a rare feat at that time since the only storage space for food in that apartment was located on top of my counter.