Things have been a bit rough around here lately. In two weeks time we've had a dryer stop drying, a snowmobile stop running, and a refrigerator / freezer unable to chill below 52 degrees. Allen fixed the dryer and the snowmobile, but the fridge was a lost cause.
Luckily, we had an old cast off in the basement.(And Allen says that I'm the hoarder.) Originally it spent its days at the Water Plant, until it no longer maintained a constant enough temperature, and then it moved into our basement. I'm not completely sure why it ended up in our basement, but it's been there at least five years.
It's pretty darn hideous, but it's a good thing that we have this little fridge, because its the only thing we've got until the boats run again in mid-April. We probably could haul a new refrigerator across the ice, but it's risky given how slushy the ice has gotten with the week of warm temperatures we've had.
And then, to add insult to injury, last night the damn oven stopped working correctly. Really? Come on! It would heat up, but only the bottom element was working; which meant the bottom of our pizza was inedible charcoal, while the toppings were completely raw. Just what I needed.
Thank goodness for Allen, since he managed to fix it after work today. Some days I just don't know what I would do without him. (Other than be lonely and have only outrageous repair bills to keep me company.) I also don't know what I would do without this little dear - she came right over and offered to wash off the nastiness off the side of the stove...