I wish today’s post could be filled with pretty pics and inspirational things for you to ohhhhh and ahhhh about. If that’s what you’re in the mood for, I’ll understand if you check out now. If on the other hand you feel like listening to someone piss and moan, you’ve come to the right place.
It seems like since we returned from Florida it’s been one thing after another. (I do have some good news so just hang in there).
In my last post I mentioned that our refrigerator had broken down and that we had some leaks due to all the snow and ice on our roof. I know. Join the club.
We noticed some water stains in the ceiling panelling in Fisherman’s man cave downstairs so we were up till nearly 2 a.m. last week taking down part of it. Then we went upstairs to the kitchen where it seemed to be originating from and came up with a contraption of a plastic cutting board shaped into a cone and funneled into a plastic tube, which in turn went into a bucket. It was harder than it sounds because we had to get the tube to lay just right (in order for it to flow properly) behind the kitchen wall, which has logs behind it so of course isn’t even.
Here’s an old picture (yes, I was too lazy to take a new one) of the kitchen where you can see the cabinet on top of the refrigerator on the left (you’ll learn why in a bit) and the wall behind the sink on the right is where we needed to get to.
We had our roof shoveled the other day to mitigate some of the leaking and you can see in this next picture where some of the snow ended up. I think we’ll be looking at snow for a very, very long time.
Now about that refrigerator. We went shopping for one on the 27th and ended up spending nearly 2 hours at Home Depot and walked out having gotten nothing accomplished. It’s not that we’re fussy. We’re not. It’s just that we needed a certain size and most of them are too tall. Notice the cabinet I mentioned is on the floor now. (We took it down in anticipation of the delivery of the new fridge.) As you saw, it usually lines up pretty well with the existing cabinets. The previous owners didn’t attach the cabinet to the wall or anything else for that matter. It just basically sat on top of the refrigerator.
Now you might think that would give us lots of flexibility with the height of the refrigerator but if we got one too high then the top of the cabinets won’t line up. Oh the horror!
(I said we weren’t fussy, but we do have some standards.)
So then went to a smaller dealer and found something that would fit and they said it would be delivered last Tuesday the 3rd. They said we could expect a call Monday night to confirm the time, and another one Tuesday about an hour before arrival.
We didn’t receive any calls so Tuesday we got in touch with the sales associate we dealt with and he said that we were on the delivery schedule but he didn’t know what time and he would get back to us. An hour or so later he called to say the refrigerator was on back order!
Now keep in mind we do not have, like many people do, two refrigerators.
Since we came home last Wednesday we have been using our mini bar fridge for some perishables (which I kept to a minimum) and a small chest freezer we purchased in November for some meats. We also put some items in a cooler on the porch but it’s been so cold they’ve frozen up.
I told him our dilemma and to make a long story short (I know, too late for that) they delivered a temporary one Tuesday afternoon, which is the white one you see on the left.
I had been out getting poofed and pampered while poor Fisherman was dealing with all this and when I came home I saw him pulling out of the parking lot of the community clubhouse and I noticed someone in the car with him. (I know what you’re thinking and no, he’s not having an illicit affair).
Turns out the person who delivered the refrigerator pulled into our sloped driveway front first and wasn’t able to get out. The driveway was slippery and he didn’t have four wheel drive. After about an hour of trying to give him more traction with whatever sand we hand and depleting it, they decided to look for some gravel at the clubhouse area and then managed to get some extra help and he was able to finally get out. (He wasn’t a delivery person, just a sales person from the store who used his personal vehicle to deliver the fridge.)
When I walked in I expected to see the temporary fridge in place of the old one, but as you can see that didn’t happen. So for AT LEAST a week this is what we have to look at, but at least we have a fridge!
Enough about that.
Shifting gears for a moment. If you’re like me, you love lists. Sometimes I even put something on a list I’ve already done just so I can cross it off.
Don’t laugh, I know you’ve done that too.
They also are great reminders for things that need to get done that are all too easy to forget about or get lost amidst all the other stuff that crams up our day to day lives. Here’s a list I came up with for Fisherman.
It’s not all inclusive (are they ever?) and you can bet some things won’t get done (I’m guessing the GoPro will be a hard sell, not to mention the stairs and the retaining wall. Oh, and the bulletin board might be rough going. Come to think of it, I think the only ‘sure thing’ are the taxes) but it makes me feel good to make the list nonetheless. 😉
So you won’t think I’m a complete slave driver, the stuff with asterisks are the ones I fully expect will get farmed out to a professional.
And don’t think I don’t have a list of my own because I do!
Remember that good news I told you about? Remember my Birth Certificate (scroll to bottom of post if you click over) debacle? Well, you are NOT going to believe it, but I finally got my corrected Birth Certificate! Yes, you read that correctly. I’m finally a real, authentic person who actually exists!! After more than 6 months of endless phone calls, countless emails, written correspondence and plain old aggravation, I have it in my hot little, albeit somewhat wrinkled, hands.
*Cue Angels Singing*
Look closely. Can you believe after ALL that all they did was cross out my name and put my correct one in??
Oh, and I also got the refund of the $300 it cost to send the cloche for the bouquet to my daughter in Singapore! That was great news, but tempered by the $375 speeding ticket Fisherman got for going about 15 miles over the limit in NY. Hello?! Can we get a break here?? And…he went to report for jury duty today and I just this moment found out he got picked. Hummmmm…maybe I should slim down that list a bit?
I did a bit of damage at HomeGoods the other day shopping for some items for a Spring tablescape, so I promise my next post WILL have pretty pics you can ooohhhh and ahhhh over ;).
In other news…
This isn’t really news, but sometimes life isn’t that exciting, ya’ know. I forgot to tell you about a great tip for keeping mice out of your home, or at least away from specific areas. Seriously, if you have never tried it it really, really works. As you know, we’re in the woods and log cabins are notorious for any number of ways critters can get in, especially mice, so I’m not ashamed to say we’ve had our fair share. I can always tell because I see their poops in my spice drawer. I know. Gross. But I heard about putting Peppermint Oil on a cotton ball and placing it wherever mice typically hang out and it worked like a charm. After not being here for two months there’s not one poop dropping in the spice drawer! Not one! Usually we can’t go for even one day without seeing something, so I’m sold. I bought some more yesterday and said to the woman who owns the store all smug and know-it-allish ‘you know what I use this for?’ She replied ‘mice’. So I guess I’m not so clever after all…
I almost forgot. I seriously nearly had a heart attack yesterday. I’m still recovering. Our daughter, in her infinite wisdom, thought it would be a good idea to send me a picture of herself all tatted up. You see, she knows I am not a fan of tattoos, especially on women and in mass quantities. I happened to open her email as I was just about to enter a camera shop, and became so upset I burst into tears. I could NOT believe she would do this to her body!!!! After I stopped crying, I went into the shop and was talking to the owner and she called to say they were fake, that she couldn’t believe I thought they were real and that she had told me she was getting fake tattoos for her 50’s birthday party this weekend. I was still so shaken up I couldn’t even think straight and even though I wanted to shop a little more in town, I went straight home. THAT’S how upset I was! Fisherman also couldn’t believe I thought they were real. I think I aged 10 years, and at 61 I need that like a hole in the head.
I need a vacation…