I am sitting in my living room, listening to the sound of tools in the kitchen. The young man I hired to fix the washer is here with the new part, getting it installed and returning my washer to perfect running condition. He arrived exactly at noon, it is now a little after 2 PM and he is putting the washer back together again. He had installed the broken part (and it was really broken, he showed it to me, and had I let it gone any longer would probably have done more damage) and had reassembled it. But in testing, there was a leak somewhere, so he took it apart again and is now putting it together for another round of testing. He is very thorough and taking his time and I have confidence that it will be done correctly before he leaves. But prayers are still being said silently from here.
Tuesday I finished another elephant. I have a freezer in the basement. It had food in it. It was good and frozen.... and unidentifiable. When Rudy was alive, I would buy the occasional extra item when I found a good sale. It came in quite handy for the holiday picnic supplies during the summer. But since he died, I have not used anything that was in there and very rarely added anything. If I did, it went to the dark hole that was the basement and became unidentifiable along with the other stuff. So I decided to get everything out, defrost it (way overdue) and find a new home for it. Then, once the sewing room is done, find a refrigerator to put downstairs. This would give me a place for sodas and the like and a little extra freezer space, just perfect for one person.
So last week I started. I emptied out the door and the top shelf and some of the other stuff. I only had so much room in my trash, so I finished it up this week. This morning I went down and removed the trays that caught the water from the defrosting and the two boxes of food that had been trapped in the ice in the top shelf. Now I have to clean it out... although it is not that bad.... and then find a new home for it. So, another elephant... gone.
I also have 80 pieces of DriCore in the back of my truck. Ready for the installation of the floor in my sewing room. Tomorrow is the final push to clear the room for installation. Danny will be here on Saturday so we can try to have the floor done by the time Rob arrives on Monday!
Moving along!!!
BTW... I am hearing good things from the kitchen. The sound of cycles and water running in the washer. But now he is on his phone.....still sending up prayers.
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