Handwriting
My husband's handwriting on the paper we were using to research new refrigerators.
Our refrigerator is dying. I mentioned this in a previous post. Apparently an entire day was not enough to melt the ice that had encased almost the entire inside of the refrigerator. Jon gets a discount on appliances through his work. But it will be almost 3 weeks before the fridge would be delivered.
We could pay hundreds more and get one locally, but then we'd also have to pay taxes and go pick it up. So my dear sweet husband is trying to thaw it out so we can limp by until the new one gets here.
Because we are both just too stingy frugal to pay that much more for the same machine that will be delivered to our kitchen in a few weeks.
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