I’m waiting for a call from the friendly Russian, who claims to know everything about refrigerators.
“Any ice left?”
“Nope! (proudly). All gone.”
Please, give me back my refrigerator. I confess, I’ve taken it for granted but yes, yes, yes. I need it back, hum and all.
I am waiting for your call with a time I can expect you to get me back up and running so I can take off for DC with a peace mind that when I return we will up and humming once again and when I need something cold, it will be cold!
Yes, I’ve got the homeowner’s blues!