Domestic Archeology Goodness
I am getting a new fridge.
Probably.
Hopefully.
Today even.
Currently I am sitting here close to the kitchen because sometime today I will get rung by the delivery man to give me one hour's notice on arrival time. I have cleaned out 'most' of the kitchen, emptied 'most' of the fridge and experienced the joys of finding weird and wonderful 'things' pushed right to the back shelf. Some of these 'things' even had labels, although I am not sure that really helped. Some of those things I even vaguely remember buying.
So yeah. New Fridge! Ya!! I, at least, are excited, although probably mainly for the prospect of actually having a nice new box that actually keeps things COLD. The thermostat (or something) had become bung on the old fridge and basically the fridge section would get onto the defrost cycle.... and stay there... End result was that my fridge was only slightly colder then room temp and I basically had to make sure anything food wise I purchased needed to be eaten within 36 hours.
Only sad thing is that I have been forced to finally move off my collection of fridge magnets. I had a collection of those alphabet magnets, and years ago when I was dating a very lovely Polish girl she was standing in my kitchen watching me cook dinner (a creamy seafood pasta from memory). She took my magnets and used them to spell out 'I like Craiq' (the last g was missing somehow) and then signed it with the remaining letters.
So what happened to this very nice girl I was dating?
I fucked it up.
We had been casually dating for a while, in the sense that we would meet up, go for long walks in the park and occasionally hold hands, not in the 'we aren't really going out but still use each other for sex' idea of casually dating.
It was all very sweet. I was wondering a bit where it was going as I did like her but she was playing it all a bit respectable. Anyway, I more or less assume that one of her friends told her to stop messing around and put a move on me as one night we basically went from the casual respectable park walk type thing to 'we are going over to your place and watching dvds' and suddenly we know what each other's tounges taste like.
Which was nice but we more or less jumped straight from that holding hands stage to the 'long term relationship' bit of staying over each other's houses but without that middle ground or wild uncontrolled lust and sex in public places. So I got a bit scared, she suddenly got offered a job out of the city and... well... it ended.
I fucked it up.
And the time I tried to catch up with her again about 6 month later become a farce of a failure involving flat phone batteries and poor directions, and later I lost her number and have never spoken to her since.
But I have kept, up to this morning when I packed all the magnets away, her message to me on the side of my fridge.
She was right and I was an idiot.
Hmmm... this post went a bit weird on me...
Probably.
Hopefully.
Today even.
Currently I am sitting here close to the kitchen because sometime today I will get rung by the delivery man to give me one hour's notice on arrival time. I have cleaned out 'most' of the kitchen, emptied 'most' of the fridge and experienced the joys of finding weird and wonderful 'things' pushed right to the back shelf. Some of these 'things' even had labels, although I am not sure that really helped. Some of those things I even vaguely remember buying.
So yeah. New Fridge! Ya!! I, at least, are excited, although probably mainly for the prospect of actually having a nice new box that actually keeps things COLD. The thermostat (or something) had become bung on the old fridge and basically the fridge section would get onto the defrost cycle.... and stay there... End result was that my fridge was only slightly colder then room temp and I basically had to make sure anything food wise I purchased needed to be eaten within 36 hours.
Only sad thing is that I have been forced to finally move off my collection of fridge magnets. I had a collection of those alphabet magnets, and years ago when I was dating a very lovely Polish girl she was standing in my kitchen watching me cook dinner (a creamy seafood pasta from memory). She took my magnets and used them to spell out 'I like Craiq' (the last g was missing somehow) and then signed it with the remaining letters.
So what happened to this very nice girl I was dating?
I fucked it up.
We had been casually dating for a while, in the sense that we would meet up, go for long walks in the park and occasionally hold hands, not in the 'we aren't really going out but still use each other for sex' idea of casually dating.
It was all very sweet. I was wondering a bit where it was going as I did like her but she was playing it all a bit respectable. Anyway, I more or less assume that one of her friends told her to stop messing around and put a move on me as one night we basically went from the casual respectable park walk type thing to 'we are going over to your place and watching dvds' and suddenly we know what each other's tounges taste like.
Which was nice but we more or less jumped straight from that holding hands stage to the 'long term relationship' bit of staying over each other's houses but without that middle ground or wild uncontrolled lust and sex in public places. So I got a bit scared, she suddenly got offered a job out of the city and... well... it ended.
I fucked it up.
And the time I tried to catch up with her again about 6 month later become a farce of a failure involving flat phone batteries and poor directions, and later I lost her number and have never spoken to her since.
But I have kept, up to this morning when I packed all the magnets away, her message to me on the side of my fridge.
She was right and I was an idiot.
Hmmm... this post went a bit weird on me...