Just Shoot Me Now
Nov. 17th, 2012 09:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gonzaiThe heater died sometime Thursday, and none of the small fixes suggested to me worked, so we had to have a repair guy come in and fix it. His company forgot to call before he came over, so I had to rescue him from CJ. Turned out a part in the heater had called it a career, fortunately he was able to fix it and we finally got heat back.
But...I've been saying for days I thought something in the house stunk. Mom didn't believe me. The smell kept getting worse. It was really bad near the heater (and downright embarrassing with the repairman there). Figured out what it was - a few weeks ago after Sandy, Mom got it into her head that the downstairs freezer should be turned off. She never turned it back on. I spent much of my morning fishing over a hundred pounds of rotten meat out of soupy three inches worth of liquid rot. Plenty of it splattered on me on top of everything. Barely crammed it all into the trash can, and it won't be picked up until Wednesday, meep. My back is killing me from lifting stuff from the bottom and carrying it all outside and the entire house stinks to high heaven. Meanwhile, I have no idea what to do with the soup in the freezer or how to get it out of there, or what to do with the freezer itself. Mom thinks it's broken, with the soup it might be broken now but it wasn't before. Gah.
But...I've been saying for days I thought something in the house stunk. Mom didn't believe me. The smell kept getting worse. It was really bad near the heater (and downright embarrassing with the repairman there). Figured out what it was - a few weeks ago after Sandy, Mom got it into her head that the downstairs freezer should be turned off. She never turned it back on. I spent much of my morning fishing over a hundred pounds of rotten meat out of soupy three inches worth of liquid rot. Plenty of it splattered on me on top of everything. Barely crammed it all into the trash can, and it won't be picked up until Wednesday, meep. My back is killing me from lifting stuff from the bottom and carrying it all outside and the entire house stinks to high heaven. Meanwhile, I have no idea what to do with the soup in the freezer or how to get it out of there, or what to do with the freezer itself. Mom thinks it's broken, with the soup it might be broken now but it wasn't before. Gah.
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Date: 2012-11-18 09:04 pm (UTC)