So. Two weeks or so ago, housemate Dan noticed that the fridge was not as cold as it should be. We turned down the thermostat. Didn’t do any good. So I went over to nearby Best Buy, and checked on prices and types of fridge, expecting to have shell out around $1000 for a decent one. Well, I found one that just fit our space for $528, installed. And what’s more, it’s “the most popular fridge in America.” Meaning, it’s in all the rental units. Well, okay. No frills fridge, here we go. The salesman told me compressors only last about ten years these days (my fridge was slightly older than that), and the two guys who actually delivered the fridge told me that it’s good I didn’t get one of those fancy stainless steel fridges, because they only last as long as their warranty — going out after four or five years!
Yep! Life in 21st century America.
We realized we needed to go through the freezer before the fridge got here. And did so, a few days ago, all three of us housemates. That job had been crying out for doing anyway. No one had looked at the mess in there for at least two years . . .
Ok. Let us begin.
Geez! What’s this? No idea.
On the other hand, at one point we remarked, thrilled! Geez, it’s like Christmas! So many goodies were pouring forth that we could right now, make into something good. Dan said he’d take the berries and pie crust and make a pie.
I said I’d make bone broth from the newly recovered beef bone.
And furthermore, I would make a huge soup from all the chicken bones (for broth) and frozen vegetables. Lucky I did too, because we’ve been eating the soup ever since, and will continue to do so all day today, thus making easy the task of “doing the dishes.” (See below.)
I freely admit that the difficult part for me was when Alex started tearing off the stuff on the front of the fridge that has been accumulating there over the years. Saving some, but not all. Here’s one I managed to get a picture of for remembrance.
And one more, that also didn’t make it onto the new fridge door.
By the way, check out the recent exopermaculture posts, on ET/UFO . . . (here and here)
However, these did!
Part way through the process, I cut out, to take the dogs for their long morning walk. Not easy, especially at the start. They remind me of two parts of myself, the one calm and steady (Shadow, my earthy Taurus Moon) and the other a nervous bundle of energy (Hank, my Sun, Ascendant, Mars in fiery Sagittarius). It’s literally taken 75 years to integrate these energies, and now here they are, projected!
Yesterday, the actual day of the transfer of one fridge to another, Alex and I worked feverishly to get everything out of the fridge just before they got here, clean the dried goo underneath when they took the old fridge out, and fill the new fridge back up again, once installed. Mission accomplished!
Then, this morning: huge spilling leak in the kitchen plumbing. Dan tried to fix it, to no avail. So we decided to wait until tomorrow, a weekday, before calling the plumber.
Meanwhile, the big box will hold the dishes from today, that hopefully we’ll be able to wash in Rebecca’s dishwasher after dinner.
C’est la vie!