The short story: our refrigerator broke yesterday.
The long story: We got home from church, went to open the fridge to get a drink, and the lights were off in the fridge and freezer. The breaker had been tripped, and as soon as Christian re-set it it tripped again. We figured out it was the freezer, and not the fridge. If we turned the cooler dials all the way down (AKA off) the lights would come on, but as soon as you tried to turn it back on it would trip the breaker. So, knowing we had dinner at a ward family's house in one hour, we threw non-necessary things away, put necessary things in the cooler with the quickly melting ice cubes, and took everything else to my friend Staci's house (thanks for having a downstairs fridge and for letting us use it!). We left a message with our landlord and went to dinner.
Fast forward three hours later, when we came home. We tried turning it on again, and this time it clicked on and didn't trip the breaker. So we called our landlord again and told him never mind. It's working.
Fast forward five hours later, at 1:00 in the morning, when Aidan woke up crying. Christian went to check on the food we had put back in the fridge from the cooler, and it was warm. The fan was blowing, but only warm air was coming out. So we put everything back in the cooler, turned off the fridge and went back to bed.
The fix-it man came at 3:00 this afternoon, and $360 later (thanks again to our landlord) our fridge is fixed.
I don't know why "small" things like that trip me up. We have a lot going on right now, with Christian leaving tomorrow for 2 job interviews, and he'll be gone again next week for another one, and I thought I was okay. But the fridge breaks and I lose it. I swear, I have cried more in the last 24 hours than in the last, well, 2 weeks combined. I'm stressed right now. Seriously, do you think it's possible for my head to explode? I'm certainly having a hard time breathing these days. But I guess it's a good kind of stress because hopefully in the next month or so we will have a job, and this is what we have been working toward for 10 years! Let's just hope no more major appliances break down in the next two weeks...
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Well at least you are renting. Every time I think about buying a house I think, who would fix something if it broke? I like it being someone else's problem. But I hope that you guys know what you will be doing soon so the stress goes away (at least a little).
I am sorry I don't think anything could be worse than things breaking. I hope all goes well while christian is gone.
liz
Little things are rarely little I'm discovering. So sorry you are becoming too good of friends with the end of your rope. It's not a fun relationship. Hang on, you're almost out of this phase of life. And remember I'm always rooting for you.
When you are all stressed out about big things, it seems like the little things that push you over the edge! It's hard to have your husband gone again, and being a single mom. It will all be okay! Thank goodness for landlords. I'm with Lynette when I think about something breaking in my house it makes me cringe.
I am so sorry to hear about your fun events this week. I can relate to being stressed because your husband is gone or working too much. Stan is currenly tring to find a new job and/or pray that the company doesn't fall apart before he finds a new job and we loose insurance, recently was called as Elders Quorum Pres, trying to get a personal business off the ground and find time for the family. My prayers are with you and Christian in hopes he finds a job soon.
I always feel like things just build up and then it's something not major that sets me off. Seriously, I did that this week too--I just feel behind and overwhelmed all the time lately, and I don't even have the stress of moving and finding a new job!!! Good luck with everything, and I love your thankful blog as well:).
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