I fixed the dishwasher and the warshing musheen. Can you fix the refrigerator?
That was the GG wondering why the refrigerator was broken at 6:00 PM. All right, all right.
Yes, he did fix the dishwasher. It’s a loverly Bosch but it’s nine years old and a while back, I opened the door and it clunked straight down. Bonk. A fix was elusive at first and I was lobbying for a new musheen if he couldn’t find the right part. Having the door clunk down like that would drive me CRAZY and I can afford a new one. On the other hand it still washes dishes beautifully and maybe somebody else would be willing to put up with that issue for a free dishwasher. In the end, he couldn’t get the exact part but he got something close and somehow made magic and VOILA!
The warshing musheen was a bit easier. I actually diagnosed the problem myself. From time to time it starts to get r-e-a-l-l-y s-l-o-w and I remembered there is a part that gets clogged (or whatever). Replacing that part fixes it right quick and on top of that, he bought an extra replacement part the last time this happened so we didn’t even have to order a new part.
I do not know what I would do without such a handy person around. I am not intuitively mechanical AT ALL. If I can’t figure out how to take something apart without brute force, I’m afraid to do it.
I have actually fixed the refrigerator twice today. I was grumptastic the first time. I walked in with a few grocks this morning and when I went to pull out the top crisper drawer to put something in it, a precariously placed container of leftover rice with an ill-secured cover toppled into it. Cleaning up this mess required pulling the refrigerator OUT from its nook (don’t ask) so I could get the drawer out and wash the rice out of it. BTW: this whole thing was MYYYYY fault!
Fixing the refrigerator the second time was a snap. I measured a ‘hattan into a glass and put it in the freezer. All he had to do was add ice and cherries.
September 22nd, 2023 at 7:34 am
Ah, the autumn clematis, so lovely when blooming, such a pain in the arse, the rest of the year. My name for it was bindweed, until I learned it’s “real” name.
September 22nd, 2023 at 8:11 pm
I can’t repair much either although I’ve gotten a tiny bit handier due to necessity. John is great though–very helpful and an excellent fixer.