what's in the stars this week?
Nov. 22nd, 2005 11:33 amLast week my boss thought lots of people she knew were having weird communication problems. I saw that Mercury is retrograde & proposed that notion. (I don't actually believe that stuff in a more-than-handy-metaphor way, but I'm all for handy metaphors.)
So this morning I discovered that my refrigerator had been open a few inches all night. The why of it is a little odd, I admit; it had to do with not drying bras in the dryer and finding a handy spot to hang one with lots of air circulation on the handle of a tray that's stored on top of the fridge. I realized yesterday that it's a nice bonus how having a drying brassiere hanging there reminds me (no, not that I need milk) (though that'd be funnier) that I'm in the middle of doing laundry, so I remember more frequently to go down and run the dryer a third time for the clothes it's struggling to dry (poor thing). But having something hanging there does necessitate attending to slinging it aside to get into the fridge, or to close the door properly. Musta messed up on the latter last night some time.
Some things may not have spoiled, but the stuff near the lightbulb---which was on and warm all night---surely has. That stuff was warm to the touch. So much for the brand-new big ol' tub o' Trader Joe's yogurt, and that one hunk of fancy cheese I still had about a third of. The hyperpasteurized milk that woulda been good until 2006 is almost surely ruint now, as well.
But I get to say "ruint," at least.
Anyway, I hope there's no planetary reason I messed up with the fridge and
anderyn's glasses broke that means little things we depend on are going on the fritz during this cycle of the moon's nodes or this passage of a comet too near Mars. I've got stuff to accomplish today! I canna have't.
(Oh, who am I kidding. I can have it. Whatever! [<--in the earlier-generation non-ironic sense] Nothing's life or death just now, almost certainly.)
So this morning I discovered that my refrigerator had been open a few inches all night. The why of it is a little odd, I admit; it had to do with not drying bras in the dryer and finding a handy spot to hang one with lots of air circulation on the handle of a tray that's stored on top of the fridge. I realized yesterday that it's a nice bonus how having a drying brassiere hanging there reminds me (no, not that I need milk) (though that'd be funnier) that I'm in the middle of doing laundry, so I remember more frequently to go down and run the dryer a third time for the clothes it's struggling to dry (poor thing). But having something hanging there does necessitate attending to slinging it aside to get into the fridge, or to close the door properly. Musta messed up on the latter last night some time.
Some things may not have spoiled, but the stuff near the lightbulb---which was on and warm all night---surely has. That stuff was warm to the touch. So much for the brand-new big ol' tub o' Trader Joe's yogurt, and that one hunk of fancy cheese I still had about a third of. The hyperpasteurized milk that woulda been good until 2006 is almost surely ruint now, as well.
But I get to say "ruint," at least.
Anyway, I hope there's no planetary reason I messed up with the fridge and
(Oh, who am I kidding. I can have it. Whatever! [<--in the earlier-generation non-ironic sense] Nothing's life or death just now, almost certainly.)
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Date: Nov. 23rd, 2005 02:05 am (UTC)Still out there to try: finding the manual and taking the thing apart, and also maybe investigating the lining to the door's vent, uh, capacitator. Thingie? There's some lining there that's like mooshy thick cardboard & it seems to be a little loose.
I'd try the second spin cycle---seems like a great idea---but I'm lucky to get one spin in---only the delicate cycle on the washer works past the beginning of the spinning, and about one in four times it trips the circuit breaker at that point. !
I do appreciate your suggestions, though. And I hope my brassieres appreciate the delicate treatment I give 'em, at the cost of perishables!
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Date: Nov. 23rd, 2005 02:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Nov. 23rd, 2005 03:47 pm (UTC)I do like clothes that've dried in the breeze outside. And images of clotheslines hung between tall buildings in cities in old movies. Guess in Michigan half the year the clothesline is inside!