On Sunday night, I went to the basement to peruse what we had in the freezer. Note the word “had.” Everything was fine, I brought up some tuna noodle casserole, which, by the way, does not freeze well, and that was that.

Monday morning, I went for my usual walk, then went upstairs to do my back exercises. I was lying on the bedroom floor when Bear yelled, “Susan, come help me!” I flew down the stairs, he was leaning over a chair in the kitchen and my heart stopped. I was about to dial 911 while asking what was wrong. He said, “The freezer. The green light on the bottom is flashing and the warning alarm is going off and stuff is starting to thaw.” Well. That’s not good. Better than Bear needing an ambulance, though!

We commenced calling around for freezer space – good friend had plenty, thank God. Loaded up stuff and took it up to her, then came home. Meanwhile the repairman called and he can’t come till tomorrow. Yep, a whole week. Oh well. At least the food is hopefully saved.

So Bear went to work an hour late, I went to get food for Maverick. I decided to bring up a baggie of frozen pumpkin that I had left in the freezer and use it instead of letting it just thaw and tossing it – we had run out of patience while loading up all the food and I said screw that stuff, it’s been there forever. So I went to the basement.

Let me remind you that there are frequently spiders in the basement. It is not somewhere I like to go on a regular basis. There is a large broom at the bottom of the stairs and I am not afraid to beat a spider to death with it, since Bear says I’m not allowed to shoot them in the house. I think that’s a stupid rule but since he so rarely tells me no, I suppose the broom will have to do.

Shock and awe ensued. The light was no longer blinking, the alarm was no longer blasting. The pumpkin was feeling pretty darned solid. What the actual F***? I messaged Bear. His reply was “What the F***?” (We curse too much. Deal with it)

I went for dog food, and when i got home, put a bowl of water in the freezer. On a side note, no spiders dared make an appearance, it was not the day for that nonsense! Later we checked, water was frozen. We’re having the repair guy come anyway and not bringing home the food till we know the bloody thing is definitely working correctly.

On Tuesday, Bear went to the doctor – Maverick took him down about a month ago, he landed on his left arm and the next day his hand looked like a cartoon balloon. He came home from the doctor wearing a brace. Well. That’s nice. Apparently it’s some weirdness and he has the brace for a few months along with Voltaren and prednisone and will be re-evaluated when he goes back

Wednesday I took my neighbor to a meeting of the Friends of the Library. She’s 89 and hasn’t been to a meeting in ages, so that was a lot of fun, she was the definite star of that show. However, on the way in, another lady fell and broke a rib.
CFSS, I tell you!

Thursday was actually calm,

On Friday, I posted a picture of a wall hanging I made on the Nextdoor Neighbor app in an attempt to sell it. I got a hit really fast, super excited! This person wanted to pay through Zelle. I checked it out, my bank participates, so I thought okay. I sent her my name and phone number and she said she had sent the money. I checked. I had a message saying they couldn’t complete the transfer because it was less than $150. Hunh? So I told her this and said, just meet me in town with cash. Nope, she wanted to do it this way. She would send me $100 and I could then send that back. Seriously? I don’t think so. I said no, blocked her, called the bank, set alerts on all my accounts and thought, “get a real job, bitch.”

Yesterday, I took Maverick for a long walk in the morning. It was all good – we’ve been working VERY hard on that loose leash thing and making progress, I’m proud to say. Later, I decided a second walk was a good idea. We got maybe 1/4 mile in and he started limping. We went home. I watched him like a hawk all evening. He seems fine today – interestingly, he always visits every tree and bush at the park, all of which are surrounded by mulch, and he always kicks the mulch around. Today, he avoided all of those spots. I realized that he started limping right after he visited one of the trees yesterday. I’m wondering if he got a piece of mulch between his pads and now associates that with his paw hurting.

At any rate. I’m praying that the CFSS is over. I have a baby quilt to sew for my BFF’s new grandbaby and it needs to get done before she goes to Iowa to visit for the first time!

*For anyone who doesn’t know, CFSS stands for “cluster fucking shit show!”

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