the happy mishap

It all started when the kitchen light bulb went out. (No, wait, it all started when Kent sat our little family down on New Year's Eve and explained that this year we were going to save all the money we could.) In late January, I asked Kent to change the outed light bulb and, as I blogged about earlier, he stood on the glasstop oven and broke right through. My wish for stainless steel came true when, at the store, after many painful days of shopping, and a week of eating microwavable food, we finally settled on a white range. But Kent suddenly surprised me by telling the salesman we'd take the stainless one WITH the new, matching microwave. Beautiful! Then a week later both the refrigerator AND the washing machine started spouting unexplained gushes of water. (I promise, I DIDN'T sabotage them.) The washing machine was an easy 40.00 repair but the fridge was a whopping 700.00 compressor replacement. Eeeek. I now have the kitchen I've always dreamed of. Who knew! This year is really starting off with a bang! But the story doesn't end there...as we were loading the old refrigerator into the Sequoia, I lifted the back hatch only to have the handle snap right off so that now, there is no rear entry into the car. Oh boy. Now, if your wife has a stainless steel oven, she's going to want a microwave to go with it. And seeing the microwave, she'll decide that her white fridge looks awkward and she's going to want a refrigerator to match. Next, looking at the car, she'll decide that a person who owns such a goreous kitchen, deserves to drive a newer car... Ha ha, just kidding, dear. (He's not laughing.) Oh well. February is the month of broken New Year's Resolutions. We'll save money next year, honey...Now about that dishwasher...