Stomach rumblings
Whoa. Two days of family and friends and I am toasted. I wish smplmn wasn't leaving tomorrow. Ah, well, such is life. I'll survive, and we have enough pre-made dinners and fresh veggies that I won't be scrambling around trying to feed the kids.

The new freezer came in last week, and we duly transferred the few items that were still in the old freezers, and then the delivery guys -- a nice bunch -- took it away.

Then we put some new stuff in it. It had been on for more than twenty-four hours, so it should have been good and cold. And we could hear the compressor running.

Except that the new stuff didn't freeze. And the old stuff was beginning to thaw.

Oh, shit.

So we called the appliance people, who apologized profusely and who promised to order a new unit immediately and to bring it out as soon as it arrives. The man smplmn talked to had a few choice words to say about the state of the appliance industry -- apparently they end up replacing a substantial portion of the appliances they install, because the buggers just don't work. His comment was that someday we will go to war with a very small country, and we will lose if they know how to make things that work. I've heard enough commentary from folks in the military to think he might be right.

Fortunately, the items we had in the big freezer were able to squeeze into the small freezer after some reorganization, so we didn't lose anything. But we are very grateful that we haven't been called to pick up the year's meat yet. That would have been an expensive investment gone sour.