I did an abysmal job on my selected Hours last Thursday, thanks to Ma Nature. Every hour or so, it would DOWNPOUR and nothing dried out (of course) in the short, 60-minute reprieves. The only outside task I managed to complete (because I was so determined to do so!) was cleaning out the refrig. I took out every single thing removable and then cleaned the empty interiors. Didn't get the stuff I took out cleaned and put back in, as I was mostly concerned about just getting the thing plugged in.
So, it was with much celebration that I plugged it in that evening and added the few groceries I had to it. Fast forward to Friday morning when I opened it up to check the temperature. It was down to (get ready for it!) . . . 57 degrees. The damn thing is DEAD! It's SO frustrating because that is, basically, a brand-new, expensive machine. (With time going by so quickly, its purchase 5 - 7? - years ago makes it seem brand new!) I e-mailed a refrigeration serviceman friend I know for suggestions, but I haven't heard back from him yet. My ONLY desperate hope is that the extension cord I was running to it is not strong enough for the current it requires. I hauled out one of the Big Dog cords and will plug that in today . . . but I'm not feeling hopeful. My dad's suggestion regarding the WHY?! of it is that these newer machines are not geared for sitting in freezing temperatures (as it was since January). But, it doesn't have an ice maker or anything, so what is there to freeze? And, with all the people moving (foreclosures, down-sizing) these days, aren't there going to be a LOT of refrigerators sitting in storage units? If this IS the problem (that something froze), I'm gonna be awfully grumpy that they don't make that into a big, ol' warning sign attached right next to the door! Then, too, there's the financial loss and disposal issue associated with losing the use of this thing. ARGH! SO frustrating! And still no ice-cold beer.
|Here's a shot of the beast the day Papa Pea and I moved it up. (Those LP cylinders are all empty and need to be hauled away - yet another item on the To Do list.)|
That and making hummer water are my only real additions to last Thursday's Hours.
I haven't heard back from the bank following my e-mails to them that I would happily provide the photographic proof that the personal property in question was owned WAY before Swamp River Ridge ever came into existence. Their silence worries me. Either the loan guy is being nice and trying to convince his superiors of same OR they're beginning some legal process against me. What a crock (of you-know-what).
So, with that, I'm off to Get Things Done! Oh, and I really MUST change the bed today, too.
What does YOUR Sunday look like?