On Saturday, I was up early and hit the ground running to get to the lunches made, coolers packed, car packed and off to a car show. We didn't get home until after 5:00. When I opened the freezer to get some ice for ice tea, water dumped on my feet. Never a good sign. Our 27 year old frig had died on us. *Groan* So off we go to Sears to buy a new one. They can't deliver it until Monday. Then we stop at the convenience store for ice and go home. The DH goes to get dinner, while I start dragging ice chests out and calling neighbors to see if anyone has room in their freezer since I have just bought $80 worth of frozen food for the dogs.
I get things iced down and some stuff over to the neighbors frig. The DH remembers that there is room in the little freezer at the office so he takes the dog food there. The frig is leaking and we have towels all over the floor and every time I walk thru I wipe up the floor.
So most of Sunday is spent getting ice, draining and re-icing stuff and tossing stuff out of the frig and then cleaning it so it doesn't start stinking. Fun, fun, fun.
I finally got the new frig about 1:00 on Monday. I had forgotten how long it takes for a new frig to get cold so I still have stuff in ice chests until about 5:00 when the frig is down to 40 degrees which I figure is close enough to start putting stuff back in it. We won't have ice for 72 hours since we have to toss out the first three "batches". I"m still not sure what constitutes a "batch" (I wish they would be more specific) so I'm going to let the little bin fill up and then dump it three times. I think I'm going to get ice on the way home from work so at least I'll have some ice for my tea.
So if you didn't have a very fun weekend, just remember, it could be worse! You could have had mine!![]()