A promise is a promise and today seemed as good a day as any to give up shopping for another year.Okay, so I knew I'd be back at work today and therefore have limited access to temptation - plus I had sated my shopping desire last week with a few purchases in the Hobbs sale -but it's still a start.
Of course, nothing ever goes smoothly in the House of Hall and last night the fridge broke. It sits sulking in the middle of the kitchen floor, while its matching freezer friend smugly purrs away in its allotted space, challenging us to find fault with its frosty fabulousness.
Kevin has come over all manly, pulled wires out and announced 'It's the thermostat', so one has been ordered and in the meantime we wait, trying to remember how different our lives were when we could 'chill' things...
Luckily, we have sub zero temperatures outside and a tiled floor in our teeny tiny porch, which is now packed with everything that needs to be kept cold until we can either get the fridge fixed or (damn, it'll involve spending) buy a new one.
Hobbs has never been happier - food at floor level meant this morning's walk was accompanied by a hefty chunk of pate which he'd managed to scoop up on his little terrier tongue on the way past.
Just don't tell Kevin. He was keeping that for his lunch...
I remember when I first got married, that we put a washing machine and a telly first in order of important things to have in your newly married home.
ReplyDeleteI think our first fridge was a bucket of cold water, which held our milk.
Hobbs is obviously one to never miss an opportunity. lol
Thankfully it's still really cold here so the porch is the perfect pantry. Think Kevin was a little disappointed that Hobbs beat him to the pate, but that's terriers for you x
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