The other night Hubby informed me that he thought our chest freezer was having problems. Something on the top wasn't really frozen completely. I told him the problem was that he stacked so much stuff on it (and I could never gain access) that he probably busted the seal out. It's an OLD freezer, one that we traded our tiny 5 cubic foot freezer for (this one is around 22 cf), and is jam packed with beef, corn, tomatoes, peaches, all that stuff I blogged about 6 months ago. He worked yesterday, but still thought there was a problem last night. Today he unloaded it all into a pile on the floor of the garage, and removed it from it's cubby-hole. He found a wire from (or to?) the thermostat that had come loose and arced and toasted itself pretty well. He thought maybe he could fix that, or bypass something, but when he tried, he couldn't get the compressor to work.
So now, as we begin to shopping for a different vehicle, AND he's unemployed (mostly. STILL), AND America's politicians want to mess our economy up even more, we get to spend $6-700 on another freezer. I'm sorry. My headache makes me whiny (and apparently keeps me from accepting responsibility for my poor attitude).
The good news: After MUCH researching for the right size, brand, manufacturer, price, I was *finally* able to find one available in Town that doesn't require shipping "from the warehouse" (several hundred miles away).
Also good news: I'll be able to cash in on an idea I got while skimming Root Cellaring... They discuss burying a refrigerator (sideways, door 'up' and after removing the compressor and whatnot) in the ground for use as a root cellar. If we can find a place deep enough (before hitting rock) to do that, it sounds like an easy way to store all the garden produce I probably won't produce this year.