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.
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