The Refrigerator

Two weeks ago Rob and I went on a refrigerator hunt. We shopped at Home Depot, Sam's and Sears before making the decision to order our fridge online to save $200. Hey, it had free delivery!

Yesterday we not only hit our week mark from ordering it but we also found out that our new refrigerator would not be in our new house until NEXT Tuesday!! WHAT?!

Out of desperation and frustration we chose to buy a mini fridge at Sam's Club.....spontaneous to say the least considering we drove the BMW. We thought, "no problem, this will def fit into our trunk".....WRONG.

You see, The BMW is a 1 series, two door, coupe. And no, not only would it not fit into the trunk but the seats would not move up enough to fit it into the back seat. Defeat is not something we will take lightly now after waiting so long for our refrigerator to arrive, so Rob asked me kindly to sit in the back seat, laid the passenger seat all the way down and forced the box into the car, leaving hardly any room for my head, no room for rear or side vision, and only enough room for him to squeeze in between the chair and the steering wheel. But hey, now we have groceries that are being cooled efficiently without sitting inside a little red cooler filled with melting ice.

Heres to perseverance. Heres to impatience rather. Thank God we didn't scratch the leather seats!

The Scorpion

So I was at home packing for the trip back to DC . No one was home; Rob was in DC already and our roommate, James, was out of town. I had my stuff scattered all over the floor. There was packing for DC to be done but there was also packing for the move. I was leaning over the suitcase on the floor messing with a pile of clothes and papers when something went running out from near my hand. You will never guess what it was; A FREAKING SCORPION…No joke. It was about 3 inches long, only an inch wide and has a very light grey/brown shell. I completely flipped. I mean, a scorpion in my bedroom! What the heck was I supposed to do!?  I called Rob. It was midnight east coast tine and he had already gone to bed but I didn’t know what else do. He stayed on the phone with me and talked me through “the hunt and kill”.  I had to keep an eye on the scorpion so that it didn’t leave the room because then I would be really screwed. The catch was we have these light bamboo hardwood floors and the darn thing blended right in with them! I had to run out of the room to get a frying pan (to smoosh the scorpion with) and when I came back in the room I couldn’t find the stupid scorpion! I looked everywhere, but at the same time, I was scared to look to far under the bed and was turning in circles thinking that it was going to be right behind my foot at any minute. I looked and looked until suddenly I saw it on my suitcase. IT CAN CLIMB!?!?!?!?! That really freaked me out! So I went after it with the frying pan, as hard as I could and it was still ALIVE! It crawled into my suitcase…what the heck now?! Rob told me to get the rake out of the garage and that I would have to stand on the bed and then use the rake to pull everything out of the suitcase one piece at a time until I found it. Sure enough it was clinging to the holes on my lingerie bag.  I pulled it out and hit it as hard as I could with the pan and it lived,! I hit it again and again and again and nothing. Finally I just set the pan on top of it and the stepped on the pan and jumped up and down until I could here it crunch. O M G that was the craziest night I have had in awhile!