MY ADDICTION TO THE MICROWAVE

     Four nights ago our microwave went dark. It stopped in the middle of heating our supper. It silently quit and went dark. That was it for a hot supper.

    Now when the microwave quit I realized how dependent I had become on it and how much I used it. It was difficult to be without it.

    So half the supper was cold. The next morning, no hot cereal. No hot morning coffee. My soup for lunch had to  be done on the stove. I can't remember the last time I heated soup on a stove. We kept running to the microwave only to discover again and again that it wasn't there. We suddenly realized how many times a day we used the microwave.

   The microwave was still on warranty so we had to take it back to the store. There was a hassle at the store but finally they agreed to replace the microwave. But , they didn't have  one like mine. they checked other stores. Finally they found the right microwave but it takes a few days to get here.

    Now the last time the microwave died we just went out the next day and bought a new one. Unfortunately, this time we have to do without the microwave.

    Now all this whining has made me look back and wonder how we lived before microwaves. In my Mom's case she spent more than half her life without refrigeration. We didn't cook so much at one time so we didn't have leftovers. Now we make large amounts of food, refrigerate it and then warm it up with the trusty microwave. Want  coffee? Boil the kettle and throw a teaspoon of instant coffee in your cup! Remember instant coffee? It's been 20 years since we had instant coffee. 

    So now on the fourth day without a microwave we are getting used to the routine. We're not going to the microwave only to get a shock when we realize the microwave is gone. I haven't stopped looking over for the time on the microwave clock.

   Maybe Thursday we'll have the new microwave!

Some Days You Just Shouldn't Get Out of Bed

    Last night my wife was making dinner and was reheating a pot of gravy on the stove. She heard a loud grinding noise and thought the gravy had overheated. She grabbed the pot and took it off the stove and the noise stopped. She was happy that she had rescued the gravy.

    This morning when I came out to start breakfast, I put my porridge in the micro wave. There was a loud grinding noise! I was standing beside the micro wave so turned it off quickly. Ah ha! It wasn't the gravy! So I thought I'd try the micro wave again. It stopped at 18 secs. I tried it again. 18 secs. So first thing in the morning I find that my micro wave has died. It didn't owe me anything as I had it for 14 years.

    We had an old micro wave downstairs that we had been trying to sell on garage sales. So after breakfast my wife cleaned up the old micro wave. We took the fried micro wave off the shelf and cleaned out a pretty dusty shelf.

You see what I mean by a microwave from another age

    I was nominated to bring up the old clunker of a micro wave. If you are old enough you can remember the microwaves from the 90's were big and heavy. So up the microwave comes to the top step when I tripped and lost my balance and bashed into the door.. No great harm done except for scratch on the door.

   So a few more minutes and we wrestled the old clunker onto the shelf. We review how to use it and away we go! We're in business! 

   Now if I hadn't got up this morning I wouldn't have discovered a broken microwave and ruined half my day setting up my old microwave.

    Anybody else have those kind of days?