When my wife and I bought our house almost 30 years ago, it didn’t have a fridge or a washer and dryer. It had a dishwasher and a range. We bought the fridge and washer and dryer when we moved in.
We’ve replaced the range twice and the dishwasher, washer, and dryer three times each.
The fridge is coming apart at the seams, but it still keeps food cold. Most of the door shelves are gone. Both crispers have broken and been put back together with epoxy. The deli drawer is cracked such that it falls out of its track and has to be carefully put back. We want to replace it, but every time we get ready to, another large appliance bites the dust and its replacement gets postponed again.
I’m afraid to even talk to my wife about replacing it at this point because it feels like if I mention it, the washer and dryer will go.




Not only do I love the Godfather and The Godfather Part 2, but this past weekend my wife and I watched the Godfather Epic. It’s the first two movies edited together in chronological order. It’s a bit more than 7 hours in one movie.
It would probably kill you.
Yesterday afternoon, my wife had a doctor’s appointment at the hospital. When she was in the lobby, someone was playing the Godfather theme on a piano. Then I see this post. The universe can seem weird sometimes.