Thanks.
X2.
You would be correct.
Anyone know any reputable scrappers in the rather shitty parts of western Mitten State?
Cuz I hafta get a giant metal box out of this house.
My freezer is DEAD-dead, and the fridge is
… cooling, grudgingly … but also full of food I … trust?
I had to buy a Sawzall and cut out part of the kitchen counter to get this behemoth in.
I didn’t want it; I “inherited it in the divorce” (eg got it in the breakup, when I moved the fuck outta TX) and now I’m literally stuck with this thing.
And its repeated fix-it costs.
So here’s the rundown … my home freezer is DEAD dead (I brought a box of salvageable TV dinners back to work; gotta love industrial freezers AND coworkers who hafta be swatted (“not for you!”)) and my fridge works - kinda - but I’m now doing the “fun” of deciding what might be edible (ketchup = OK) and also throwing away a rather heartbreaking amount of food.
I’ve been doing ^^^ for over a week.
Wanna guess when the smoke detector battery died last night?
If you guessed, “Right when shoe was finally drifting off to sleep, last night, after random cops busted someone in her driveway” you’d be correct.
I did NOT set the damn smoke detector off. It’s now (still) beeping intermittently (now on my back steps, so I don’t lose my damn mind hearing it) but submitting the maintenance request brought up a "Your lease is up for renewal … "
… and also …
who’s surprised that my rent is going up?
Sorry. This should’ve all gone in the Pit. I started responding, continued typing, and then … fuck it, imma hit send anyway.