"The winds of grace blow all the time. All we need to do is set our sails." - Ramakrishna

Thursday, October 26, 2006

Murphy's Be Damned Law

Recently broken things around my place have been fixed. My parents and older brother came over Sunday and we fixed a leak in the roof near the swamp cooler on my trailer. My step-dad also recently showed me how to unplug my kitchen sink. Monday I hired a man to help me get my furnace running and in the process I, myself, replaced a broken electrical breaker without getting electrocuted. I also took my truck down to a tire center and had a slow, air-leaking tire fixed.

Wednesday my refrigerator died.

Sigh.

"Why, God? Why?"

I stayed up way too late last night. I watched all of the episodes of the second disc of "Desperate Housewives". Earlier yesterday while recuperating on the couch I finished watching all of the third disc of the second season of "CSI-New York". All the while then I was avoiding cleaning the freshly discovered dead refrigerator and trying not to notice that my trailer was getting smellier and smellier. I was too damn sick to have to deal with all of that. I shouted out, "Why, God? Why?"

This morning the refridgerator food is now in the trailer park dumpster. I still need to wipe the refrigerator itself down. I did remember to turn the fridge completely off. Near the area between the freezer and the cooler it was hot and I didn't want a fire to start in there.

I am feeling good enough to go back to work and so I need to go get ready. If I get to the store early enough, perhaps I could get a bite to eat before I start my shift.

Dead Refrigerator

I need to go to bed. It is late. I probably won't sleep well. I ate a take-home tacos dinner I picked up from a nearby restaurant. I ate them late into the evening. When I eat my dinner late in the evening I never sleep well that night. So why do I do it?

I just threw away the entire contents of my refrigerator. My refrigerator just up and died. And I didn't realize this until it was too late and everything spoiled.

I called work and told them I was sick early this morning. And I was sick so don't think I was faking it or imagining it. I felt like I was coming down with the flu. I had a high fever and my body ached in my muscles and joints. At work yesterday I took two Advil and drank some Airborne. Last night I drank some Alka Seltzer Plus. I felt like crap most of the day but surprisingly towards the evening I started feeling better.

Whenever I am sick I need comfort food so it depressed me when I opened my refrigerator earlier today and realized that all the food in it was not fit to eat. And the smell! Really awful. I just shut the door and lied on my couch and avoided dealing with it. That didn't last long because soon the rotten food started stinking up the place.