Altho it is no secret that I am a lover of snow, bitter cold is not my list of favorites. I really don't like being cold. When we lived in Leetonia and heated with a wood burner during the day I heated at night with an electric blanket and lots of extra blankets.
But Saturday morning I was thankful it was cold, and that it is still cold. You see, I found my refrigerator had died. Like some people, it was only blowing hot air. I quickly found some boxes and loaded up meat and such from the freezer and took it to the garage/shop. While I was at work Dwight tried to find a repair person. Seems they like answer machines on Saturday. All but one gave their hours Monday thur Friday. That one stated that their rate is $92 an hour plus parts. Ouch!
I was prepared to go to Home Depot and pick one out Saturday after work but Dwight thinks we should wait till he talks with a breathing person. I am sure it is the compressor--after all it wasn't blowing cold air! Seems that when we had the compressor replaced on our frig in Leetonia 15-20 years ago it cost about $100.
Tomorrow will be the deciding day. In the mean time - meat is in the garage and a foam cooler is sitting outside the back door and the refrig sits empty. OH--and I have made three trips to the trash can with everything that spoiled or would spoil.
Some people say that they have a black cloud over them--I am tempted to look over my shoulder for mine. I am thankful that I didn't buy alot of the things I had considered at Sam's club--fresh ground beef, frozen fish, a double pack of Velveeta, and other things. Normally I would have, but I must now acknowledge that God was keeping my hands off all that food that probably would have been lost.
But the SNOW is beautiful, soft and light. Could use a little more.