Our house is a duplex. A couple of months ago our tenants mentioned that their oven wasn't working correctly. Judging by how often their smoke detector went off we just assumed they were terrible cooks, but when I went ot look at it, it was clear that the stove that we moved into the house in, gee, maybe 2002 (?!) had some issues in terms of how well the oven was holding together, so I promised them a new stove.
And then I sort of....forgot about it. Hey, it's summer. Use the grill, right? Oddly, they forgot about it too.
Yesterday Babygirl and i went to Best Buy to check out computers, as hers had died of some sort of fluid overload, apparently. While she was checking with the Geek Squad about whether the old computer could be saved (it could't), I wandered the floor and spotted a pair of stoves for sale. They were floor models, "as is, and vastly reduced in price. The better deal didn't match the other kitchen appliances in the apartment, so I walked away.
Today, among our many other missions, Babygirl and I went shopping to replace OUR leaking fridge. While we were out and about, we noted exactly how pricey even the cheap stoves were. I had walked past an incredible bargain. So once we had finished our business, we hustled back to Best Buy, and the stove was still there. We snapped a photo, cleared the color with the tenants, and decided to purchase it.
"I'll take another $50 off it you can put it on a truck now and take it home."
Well. It just so happens we have a truck. Babygirl and I had just returned a truckfull of bottles and cans, or we would have been in the car as usual. Four young people hoiked the bubble-wrapped stove into the truck, and we came home to do the easiest self-install ever.
Blessings to the neighbor who willing added that one extra set of muscles to the job - the truck tailgate is broken and will NOT go down. Thanks, Nate!
DeeDee
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