Saturday

The ending to the refrigerator saga (or, at least, what I hope is the ending) is rather anticlimactic. Also, brace yourselves for the stunning revelation of my intimate knowledge of the inner workings of refrigerators.

The guy said that when they replace the thingy he replaced last week, they ususally replace another doo-hickey, too. However, when he tested our doo-hickey, it tested fine, so he didn't see the need to replace it and charge us for it. (Thank you!) Howsomever, that doo-hickey was the one that went out on Thursday.

Fortunately, he had the new doo-hickey in his truck and was able to replace it right then for a mere $35 (who knew doo-hickeys were so cheap?!?). He didn't even charge labor. Thank you, Lord!!

Funny how when you don't have to go to work on Monday, Friday just kind of bleeds into Saturday. Yesterday, I realized that tomorrow was Saturday, and the habitual gut-instinct of oh-crap-I-have-to-clean-the-whole-house-before-Sunday-night hit me.

And then... (savor this with me now, folks)... I remembered. Ahhhhh, yesssssssss.... Summer Vacation. :) Pure, relaxing, unadulterated joy. Hallelujah.

I think we're taking the kids to see Surf's Up today, because I'm not chained to my house to do laundry!! Yay!