So. This week, especially yesterday, has proven to be utter crap. I've had a few good moments (ordering DDP a couple of days ago) but today proved to be the final, crappy capstone to an otherwise adequate week.
My refrigerator died this morning.
Now, we are poor people, as my regular readers may know. I don't have the money to be buying appliances. How poor? Well, the fridge that broke? I was *7* when it was purchased by my mom, brand new.
It had stuff growing in the seams, dry rot in the doors. Bad enough dry rot that I actually managed to break a shelf and you could see the insulation. It was icing up in the back, and had been for a couple of years. Every month or so I had to vacuum the unidentifiable fluid out of the bottom.
Really, the thing should have been replaced years ago, but it was working, so we kept limping it through.
27 years old, that Kenmore was.
This morning though, after keeping things ice-cold right up until its last moments, it gave up the ghost. I can still hear it running and buzzing, but the compressor's gone.
So, I had to start looking.
Fortunately, I found a great deal on Craigslist; I go tomorrow to see if I can fit it in my house. $275 for one of those bottom-freezer Maytags with the double doors.
The thing that sucks is that this blows my budget, completely. We've already been on a really tight budget as it is, but this is really going to hurt. Having to replace more than half of our food supply? That hurts a lot.
I'm stressed out, as a result, and can't sleep. That's why I'm posting a 1 AM blog. I have been tossing and turning and fretting. And today I've eaten absolutely terribly. Went to make breakfast, found all the meat thawed, and nothing I'd risk eating at that moment. So we went to Waffle House.
For dinner, after 3 hours of driving in an un-airconditioned car looking at cheap refrigerators (I still can't get the spoiled pickle smell of one of them out of my nose) with two whiny kids, a raging headache, and a belly full of stress and NO food in the fridge (I took what was salvageable over to the neighbors' houses.) meant pizza for dinner.
What really sucks? I really, really want a soothing glass of milk. But I can't have it, because it's across the street.
Tomorrow's going to be just as stressful. Moving in the new fridge (Whichever one I end up getting.) A birthday party with the girls. A social outing with another couple (playing Magic: the Gathering.) Packing for the girls' trip to my aunt's on Sunday. Somewhere in there I have to figure out when to do laundry, because the kids have no clean clothes to take on their trip. Did I mention I have to go to the laundromat for that?
So I'm tired. I'm stressed. On top of all of that, I'm bloated from a day of eating like crap.
And I get to do it all over again tomorrow.
The one golden nugget for tomorrow, though? I get to have a MAJOR fridge upgrade (seriously, this thing's about a million times nicer than the one I have. I need to take before/after pictures.)
Here's the one I'm hoping to get: