Part 1 was the part where my flesh separated from my skull, fire shot out of my eyes, and my throat emitted a keening noise that melted slugs on Tim’s screen door. Aren’t you glad I didn’t journal Part 1?
Part 2 began yesterday, when I bought the second refrigerator–at a different merchant–that I’ve bought in a week. The first refrigerator went back courtesy of Lynne’s truck* when the store would not pick it up. They did, however, refund our money. Slugs everywhere thank them.
So this is Part 2, Day 2, wherein the second refrigerator fills the space in my kitchen and wonders why I continue to eye it with suspicion. It’s simple: Refrigerator One started out okay and went bad. So this one has to prove itself against the failings of its predecessor.
*Thanks for the use of the truck. Does the truck also have a name?
No. It is just known as Craig’s truck. however, Ted does miss it. And when I was at the carwash Friday with jess in Craig’s Truck, Fidel was there. Ted was at home.
Poor Ted. Craig’s Truck will be home in a few hours. Margot was amazed and afraid of Craig’s Truck in the driveway. (“There’s something DIFFERENT! Now I have to hide under the bed for two hours! Make it go away!”)
I love that truck. I miss it already.
Keep an eye on the Cuban situation. Soon that may be Raúl at the car wash.
THAT is an orgasmic looking fridge.
We’ll see.
Mine is JUST like it, but it opens from the other side.
Mine makes weird noises at night. Gurgling sounds…
I am always suspicious of appliances that make noises on their own that can not be explained.
I am sure yours will be fine, though.
Does yours have an ice maker? We never have ice makers, and in anyone else’s house, they scare me in the dead of night.
it does, but it’s not set up. But it still makes noises. Scary!
Douglas Adams once wrote, “It is no coincidence that in no known language does the phrase ‘As pretty as an Airport’ appear.” If Mr. Adams was still with us, I know he would be hard pressed to say the same about a refrigerator, because yours is gorgeous! I have steel envy.
Tim did try to tell me that stainless steel is, as Heidi Klum might say, “OUT.” But I just don’t care. I’ve been waiting for an appliance to die for over fifteen years so I could get some stainless steel in my kitchen, and as Guinness is my witness, now I have some.
If steel is out, then I don’t wanna be IN!
Exactly.