Calamity
Sometime in the last week, our chest freezer failed unbeknownst to us-- that is until the smell finally got strong enough to send us searching to find the very stinky, gross mess. Ward and Theodore, heroically, did most of the clean up of the many pounds of rotten meat and various other decaying things. They were on the front line because I had to go to work and Wally couldn't stomach the whole thing. He promptly volunteered to mow the grass.
Until next time, when I hope for a boring post of maybe a tomato that got lost in the veggie drawer.
How depressing to lose all that and then have to clean up the mess. Barf.
ReplyDeleteI would burry my head too.
Oh no! That's terrible! I lost a lot from my fridge last week when a tropical storm passed through and the power was out for 36 hours, but I didn't lose anything in my freezer. I think I would have cried.
ReplyDeleteWell, at least you know it really wasn't your fault and now you can move on.
Visiting from FWF,
Lizy
Your men are amazing. It's one of the worst jobs. I remember once, when I was in high school, we returned from a month-long international trip and encountered that smell as soon as we opened the front door. So we cleaned it up after traveling for 48 hours. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteAnd people like to tell me I have bad taste in music. That's where my assessment comes from. I'm also no longer consulted about what movie to watch, since I've apparently picked a lot of stinkers in that medium as well. :-)
I would be sad too. Sorry about the mess and the loss. Hope it will be a better week this week.
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