Never before have I felt
such relief as I did Friday when I left the shop. Just Bill, being boss for the day, and I were
in the back room. There was court
ordered volunteer to help also. A grand
FABULUXE event with its crowds going on in the front of the shop.
I sort stuff on
Fridays. There wasn’t a giant amount of incoming bags and boxes to be sorted, but there was a continual influx of new things. At the very end eight more boxes of books
came in the door. I didn’t sort them, I
just made a pile of them much like the piles I sorted so carefully on Tuesday, Wednesday,
and Thursday. I ignored these new boxes…can you
imagine. Enough is enough.
We two curled up carefully
at home after dinner instead of going to our usual meeting. A tiny drain tube in the refrigerator had
clogged up, and the freezer and floor near it had begun flooding. A very nice, young eastern European repairman
showed up several hours late. Getting
caught up in rush hour traffic is a good excuse. He fixed us in a jiffy, gave us discounts in
apology, and gifted us with a quiet evening with a quiet refrigerator and a dry
floor.
It's good you have the laundry room almost conquered. You are really making progress. Glad the refrigerator is fixed, ours leaked and ruined the ceiling in the basement. Enjoy the rest of the weekend.
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ReplyDeleteSounds like you got lucky there with the fridge! I'm so glad for you!
ReplyDeleteThe switch on the water service in the refrigerator door died on us and I happened to notice the rug was wet. Robert had filled the coffee pot water container and the water just kept on running. He didn't notice it, but I did... thankfully, we were home. Makes me wish I hadn't got the fancy refrigerator with ice/water in the door. Sometimes, these things are more trouble than they're worth. Glad you got yours fixed, and yes, to George -- they're going to miss him terribly! Hugs to you both!
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