Eek, it’s nearly noon and I have to mail the story and pick up a prescription before 1 p.m., which is the earliest the fridge guy can be here! (The water function no longer works. I suspect because it’s frozen. Argh.) I need to get dressed... Ah, the excitement of my life.

Oh, and did I mention that the microwave is nonfunctional? We got it when we were in the hotel, and deliberately got a little cheap-o one. The button to change the temp (e.g., to nuke at anything less than 100%) never worked, but I found that High didn’t cause a problem even on the things that suggested 50%. At least one other button never worked, but again, it wasn’t crucial.

Now the Start button doesn’t work. That one seems a little more important.

What have I learned? Lean Pockets cooked in the oven are just not the same. On top of that, it’s beastly hot, and using the oven makes the house hotter. But I can’t eat fresh food, because all of the fresh food has frozen (see refrigerator comments above). I think I’m taking myself out for dinner.

Okay. Prescription picked up, more Dr Pepper bought on sale, story mailed. Suitcase inside, list made. Desk mostly cleared, second set of laundry in washer. Just discovered most folks will be wearing garb at the handfasting. I think I need the bigger suitcase.

I’ve critted the story for Spinners.I’ll have to finish my submission during the trip. Easily done. Meanwhile, it’s 5:43 p.m. and the fridge guy still has not shown. I called the repair centre, and the operator said she messaged him to call me. He was due before 5. I am not amused.

I’ve changed my mind. I’ll wear a tunic for the handfasting, because I’ll feel reasonably comfortable not covering my hair. If I wear the cotehardie, I’ll have to wear a snood and such, or else the dress will feel wrong; but I’ll feel silly in correct period garb at a mixed-clothing event.

Fridge is fixed. The last guy crossed wires to test the temp sensor and forgot to cross them back. So the fridge didn’t know how cold it was. This technician looked like Michael Praed, which was a bit disconcerting. Didn’t have the voice, though. Thank goodness. Anyway, I talked to Ken (I get to see him tomorrow! Yay! I get in to Chicago before he does, so I get to meet him at his gate. Whee!), then ran out and got a sub from Subway. Ate that, watched “Buffy”,and have been straightening/packing/laundrying/computer filing ever since. The laptop’s ready to go except for my writing files, so I’m going to end this, copy everything over, and be done.