Friday, August 19, 2011
I Really Messed Up...
I must mention, Hubby is about as good with a plumber's wrench as he is with a saw. For those of you who do not know him, that's not very good.
He wanted to surprise me! He plumbed it and for a half day waited for the water to fill...the ice-maker was turned off. After he discovered that, he kept looking in the freezer for it to work. He could not wait, after I was home thirty minutes, he told me, I have a surprise. I said, ohhhhhhhh...thinking many things because this man of mine can still surprise me. He is grinning and says, I hooked up the ice maker but it's not working.
I go to proudly look at the empty ice maker and brag on him. I casually ask if the water is working. He goes into a frenzy, pulls the fridge out, checks the water line, unhooks, and drains it into a bucket. After he puts every thing back together, I notice lots of frosty ice packs and tiny icicles hanging form the shelves...condensation does freeze. I find the BOOK and read, ice maker will not fill until ice maker reaches 15 degrees. How can it reach fifteen degrees when the freezer is open and someone is watching it??
He rants some, I rant back, I tell him he is a pure joy, and he says I am, too. We head different directions. After he goes to sleep and stays out of the freezer, the ice maker begins to work and has been working ever since.
My pay back for being mouthy met me at work. We had a power outage two days ago. A truck hung on some power lines and broke a pole on the highway. My little fridge at work has a tiny freezer which I never bother to defrost because I just use the bottom. Well, no power plus hot building equals big mess!! The ice refroze into a solid chunk of ice about four inches thick. The bulging little freezer door did not allow the door to close properly so between my real work and customers, I dragged the fridge outside to thaw in the hot sun.
Thank God and the appliance king for frost free refrigerators...I got a chisel and a hammer and proceeded to help the ice leave my freezer. I guess, you can just about guess where my stupidity is going to lead me.
I knew the ice was not gonna melt before time to go home. So I chiseled and whacked and was going pretty good. WHOOOSSSH! Did you know in those teeny tiny freezers, there are raised ridges that contain coolant lines??? I know...now!
I tried to tape the hole...no duct tape. I got the ice removed with no further damage to the appliance. My arm is bleeding but the fridge received no more injuries. While I am doing this, I am also making change, sweating like a horse, selling the product I am there to sell, answering the phone, doing business, all with a smile.
I finally drag my ice-free, damaged ice box in thirty minutes before quitting time, plug it in (I have taped my hole) and it goes SPPPPPPEEEEEEEWWWWWWWW! Then I think, is this poison? Is it flammable? I am a idiot...all kinds of things going through my head. Unplug and close up, only choice I had.
Moral of this story, the reason for pay back from the old "what goes around, comes around" theme, is don't make fun of hubby's mistakes or you will make one even worse. One that makes you look totally stupid.
As I drink my warm drinks next week and eat crackers and peanut butter, I will remember this lesson!