Last straw snapped earlier regarding the new fridge. Hit my head while retrieving yet another item I regularly use from the bottom-most shelf. Help had been offered days ago to move the shelves around, but I just couldn't take it anymore.
Glass shelves are heavier than I'd expected and irritating to finagle by oneself. Hope my back doesn't seize up later from the strain. Food still needs to be rearranged, but it's 84 here and I opted to work fast instead of fight the fight of a million coolers.
Noticed the dryer was set to delicates before starting my load of heavy stuff. Usually notice this after the dryer has run forever and my clothes are still totally wet. Progress.
Two years ago at TTaT: Life across the street
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