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Wednesday, March 04, 2009
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Rembrandt and the Appliance Repair Guy
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 Long ago, in the time of olives and cheese, I bought my dream stove. Well, actually it wasn't my DREAM stove. My dream stove would have cost more than the value of all our cars added together. It was my dream stove from Sears :P When it arrived it was pristine (see keep your muffins off my stove). About a month ago, the ignitor for my oven died. We knew something would die eventually, that's why we had thought ahead to buy the overpriced service plan. We never buy service plans because Alan can fix everything, but we knew the electronics in the range would cost more to replace than the plan so...we bought it. The gamble worked out because four years and three month later, the oven kicked the bucket. Now I've had doctor's appointments this past month in Boston twice a week. We've also had dentist appointments and chiropractor appointments as well as music lessons and various other activities which have prevented me from calling the repair guy to come and fix the stove. Alan finally called for me, from work. He spoke to someone in India twice, got transferred to different departments and then back to India before getting someone who could actually make an appointment. (his story could be another blog post in itself). The guy was coming on Tuesday! Monday I spent cleaning my stove. I've always taken good care of it because I figure, I'm not going to be getting another one soon. If your husband can repair anything, you never get new appliances. My microwave was a wedding gift twenty-five years ago. I had a dishwasher that was taken out of the trash and fixed. My washing machine and dryer are twenty-five years old. I once had a mixer that had push buttons that stopped working. Alan drilled a hole in the side and put a knob on it. It worked. It was ugly. I don't think I'll be getting a new stove too soon so I try to keep it looking new. When Andrew came home Monday night, I get his snide comment," What's with the Rembrandt hanging over the stove, Ma?" I had placed an old calendar picture over the stove to try to cover up the wall. Let it be known that I am not a nagger. Most of the time if I mention something once and get an appropriate reply I let it go at that. I think around December of 2004, I mentioned to Alan that I wanted to put something behind the stove to cover the wall , something that would be easy to clean. He mentioned that he had some stainless steel that he could put up. I don't nag. After four years, the uncovered wall looks gross. I've always hung a picture up and replaced it every so often. I decided to hang Rembrandt for the repair guy. To make this long winded, rather pointless story shorter, I'll just say that when the repair guy plowed into my snowed in driveway, knocking over part of my stone wall and crushed my rosebushes, I knew he wouldn't appreciate the Rembrandt. He did stare in obvious dumbfounded thought when I told him my stove was turning five in September. "I thought it was new," he said while checking it out a littler closer. My heart jumped with glee. If HE thought my stove looked new (and he must see billions of four- year- old stoves each year) my stove must really be well kept! My son Andrew asked me when he got home from school, "So what did the stove guy think of Rembrandt?" I told him that the guy didn't even notice, but he DID notice how good my stove looked. Woo hoo!! Andrew stated something about me having an empty existence and I disagreed. I told him my identity and self worth is found entirely in my home. That freaked him out. I think he believed me ;P |
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