Arrrgh!!!

Two days before Thanksgiving the element in one of the ovens died. I called my absolute favorite handyman, the appliance repair guy, only to find that three weeks earlier he had sold his company and moved his wife to Arizona for health reasons.

BUMMER!!! I let the guy who bought his business into my house, and I already regret it. He said he thought he might have the element back at the shop. I figured he was hosing me.....and he was. When I finally tracked him down the Saturday AFTER Thanksgiving, he told me that he had to order the part.

I began to worry that the element on the second oven was dying, too, so I called him back and told him to order another element, and he could change them both at the same time. I didn't want to have to pay him for two visits, and I didn't want to have to put up with him for two visits.

So, today it is eighteen days since we last saw him (and gave him a check for the element). I called to ask when we might be seeing him. He asked if it had been two weeks, and I told him it had been 18 days. No, he asked....two weeks since we ordered the SECOND element. No. It's been about 10 days.

He's going to call the factory on Monday to see when we can expect the back ordered part. I'm going to call him Tuesday to find out when we can expect HIM! I told him that this was Christmas cookie season and we couldn't be without the ovens much longer.

I don't think I made any impression on him.