With a Bang and a Whimper

Tue, 29 May 2012 00:42:18 GMT

So this is how our (Memorial Day) holiday weekend ended:

1. We discovered that our refrigerator has died (just before I went off to go grocery shopping, which I suppose beats having it happen after I returned with the groceries) and

2. While I was ordering a new fridge online, we discovered that the attic exhaust fan had burned itself up.

The second event was definitely the more melodramatic. The Mr. called down from upstairs "I smell plastic burning!" The Young Lady (who was going to accompany me to the grocery store) and I called back "nothing is burning down here!" We all snooped around the upper floor and found nothing burning, but the smell was definitely stronger around the ceiling vents (where the house air conditioning comes out). The Mr. got a ladder from the basement, put on his headlamp (don't laugh - it's a very useful item in many circumstances), climbed up to the ceiling hatch for the attic, popped the hatch, and yelled "Get a fire extinguisher!" I fetched one from the kitchen, and he put out the (small but smelly) fire and disconnected the fan.

Meanwhile, we have hooked up the Young Lady's half-height fridge (just recently retrieved from her university dorm) and are trying to decide what is worthy of being moved into it. The volume is probably only a quarter of the larger unit's, and even less in the freezer compartment.

I guess something else could still happen - there's more than 3 hours of holiday weekend left!

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