We are on the cusp of tearing out the old kitchen.
Cusp… I like that word.
The tile has arrived, we have the tile man lined up, and the cabinets are due on May 4th. The general contractor still hasn’t given us his bid, but promises to make us weep sometime tomorrow. We have ordered a new dishwasher, and a counter-depth KitchenAid refrigerator; there
is was nothing wrong with our current Amana refrigerator other than the fact that it sticks out too far in our narrow kitchen.
Current floor plan
(you can see how narrow this room is)
……there was nothing wrong with our current refrigerator …..until Friday evening when we noticed that the ice cream was soft. Had we left the freezer door open by accident? We closed it and checked again in 2 hours, but Things had not Improved.
Saturday morning I called the dealer to see if the new fridge was available right now, it was not, and he said, “You know what this is? Your old fridge is jealous.”
After a visit from the repairman confirmed the worst, that the compressor was shot, we decided that we should go shopping before just plunking down $600 to repair this one……… and so we did.
And then we had this one repaired.
For about that same money, not counting sales tax, we could have had a beat-up floor model Whirlpool that looked very similar to this one on the inside… with a one year warranty.
Say what? They’ll sell us an extended warranty? For How Much??? No thenk yew.
This repair comes with a warranty of three years. Not to mention the fact that we like this refrigerator, and if we discard it we would be adding to the landfill…. or maybe not. Maybe it’s mostly recyclable. I don’t know.
Anyway, the little refrigerator in the garage is stuffed to the gills right now but this afternoon I can move food back into our fridge in the house. When the tear-out starts, the little one is going away, probably a gift to a neighbor, and the Amana will be our garage refrigerator, as planned. Mr Pie can use it for a wine cellar, and my pantry will be very grateful.
If the Amana was jealous, the money we just spent should let it rest easy that we do love it and will not be giving it up for the Next New Thing.
Order Returns to the Garden (and spring returns to Coosbain).
We worked like mad all weekend, weeding, planting, watering, raking. Every year we vow not to let it get so bad over the winter, and every year we fall down on that vow because: OMG, it’s too cold! It’s only 60 degrees outside right now!
sports on tv, or we have to go do something, or we have to sleep, or we have to spend time with relatives, or go with Dad on a trip,
or something. Always something.
Still more to do:
We didn’t do too badly this year, but still there has been a lot more weed-pulling than I care for. It’s April 2 already, late for us to be at this point in the clean-up, but in a month the garden will explode with blooms, much like the annual mating of the Coosbainians.
Picked these yesterday, and then we were too tired to do any cooking. Their stems are in water right now, and they will be fine tonight.
Still more on the plant.
The way this thing is producing, we are considering an artichoke orgy this week.