Boldly Refrigerated
The story was about how my husband and I this weekend toted a new fridge, labeled 350 lbs., on a tiny wobbly cart over tree roots and gravel toward our house, and how Fridge toppled and pushed Bob headfirst into the goldfish pond.
And how, as this monolith tottered into the living room, it snagged a recliner and flipped it into the conversation pit (our house is '70s vintage.)
And how we got it through the door into the kitchen with about a quarter inch to spare. There hasn't been such a tense bit of choreography at my house since the day we captured a copperhead.
We have now welcomed Fridge, slightly dented but working well,into our lives.
This post was about how anything can be an adventure; but somehow I accidentally deleted it. It also said that it's true: what you put into something is what you get out of it. (This appliance and I are now seriously bonded.)
Too foggy-brained to write the whole thing again. I hope you're okay with this summary.
Categories: enhancing creativity
Tags: adventurous life, boldness
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The highlights are hilarious! Feeling wistful for the full story. We once moved our refrigerator, which was turquoise and inherited from Durham's grandmother, down the hill from our old house to our new. We still loved each other and the refrigerator after it was all over. <3
You went through the same thing, Mamie! With the same lovely outcome!
Holy cats!! I guess you have bonded with that behemoth! I'm glad are are well…
Holy cats? I love that. Has a voodoo tinge. Yes, I’m soon going home to feast on something frozen. Thanks, Kelley. Bob was uninjured; to his credit, he found it funny.
Somehow I am seeing this as the pilot for a wonderful new PBS series. What a tale!
I like this idea. And what’s the overarching theme/situation of this series, Billie? Must it be done with a British accent?
This reminds me of living up a set of rickety steps over a dirt-floored tractor barn in what was still really the country in 1971, and in our rural hippie euphoria over growing vegetables, ordering a large chest freezer from Sears and Roebuck. I still marvel that the delivery men got it up there, and breathe deeply in gratitude that I was no longer on the scene when it had to be gotten down. Have no idea how that came about, but the said freezer lives on today in the house next door. Quite a few dents.
A success story all around. That’s quite a long-lived freezer.
After the week we've had here in NC w/ earthquake, hurricane, and pounding lines of severe thunder storms, I got the biggest laugh from just visualizing your plight w/ said appliance. Bob is a real trooper! Glad to know no injuries suffered, except maybe a little dignity. Hope you guys stocked that sucker w/ all kinds of alcoholic beverages 😉
Plus Cherry Cokes and watermelon, Renee.
I was afraid someone would be reported as seriously hurt. Glad you all survived. Any furniture moves coming up?
Thanks, Joe. We made it unscathed. Still have plans to get the recliner out of the pit.
Your Frozen and Fishpond Adventure reminds me that adventures lurk everywhere. The key is in the attitude. I heard a wonderful interview on NPR's The Story a couple of weeks ago in which a woman recounted flying some horrendous dangerous flight through mountains in fog with no instruments– defying death. She summed it up with "So if you think you don't know how to do something, just go ahead and do it!" Good job, Peggy and Bob!
Thanks, Stephanie. Far better a fridge than a death-defying mountain flight.
You are just too much, you know that? LOL!
It was all Bob’s idea, Beth. I just went along on this one. But the funniest thing: after we’d bumbled to the end of this obstacle course, he said, “We’re a good team.” Which we are. But this was no proof of it.
Anyone who can come outta' the water laughing must be a really fine , well grounded , Zen-like
guy — how lucky you are !! Aiki
He is. And you’re right: I am.
Peggy, I haven't taken it far enough to get to that overarching theme – but something along the lines of "As Time Goes By" with a very specific NC/new south twist.
If only PBS would give me free reign/rein – I could fill the TV schedule with new shows and give myself a few new series to follow! 🙂
Clearly, PBS should put your in charge, Billie. And you certainly don’t have enough to do.
WOW. I am sure it wasn't funny while it was happening, but your telling of it was.
We have a 60+' oak on our house and deck, with a broken chimney, etc. Think you can tell that one so it is funny? I'd love to see the humor in it – LOL
Oak on the house does not sound funny to me, Kenju. I’m so sorry. I hope this gets fixed and resolved as easily as possible.