The refrigerator man …

Three days ago I was pouring a glass of orange juice…the carton doesn’t feel cold. Hmmm? Maybe hubby left it out too long before he left for work. I pour the kids a glass of milk…the carton doesn’t feel cold. Hmmm? Check the fridge. Yep, broken refrigerator. Awesome.

We were happy to hear that we had in fact purchased the four year warranty coverage plan. Amen!! P.S. It is not normal for us so to buy in to these plans. Consider us “risk takers”. This day however, I did a little happy dance in the kitchen thankful for this discovery. As I was groovin’ {very poorly I might add}, my dance was quickly squelched by a “see you tomorrow afternoon for the repairs.” What? I know, I know it is a minor inconvenience, but breaking out the coolers and transferring food from one place to another was not what I had on my to-do list. Alas, the food was cooled off again, the kids were fed and the rest of our day went smoothly.

The following day….

I was anxiously awaiting the arrival of the fridge man as living out of a cooler, while not camping in the great outdoors, was becoming a bit “un-fun”. Tick, tock, tick … the “1 p.m. to 5 p.m.” window can be such a tease. The phone rang and it was him; he was on his way. Then he called again; lost. After 20 mins of searching Google Maps, I had him pointed towards my house. But, in the course of those 20 minutes, my house became a disaster. My three year old woke up cranky. My teething infant was crying because I had to put him down to search the computer. My five year old was begging for a snack. My frustration had reached its boiling point and my face, behavior and tone proved it. “JUST GET HERE FRIDGE MAN!!”

Breath…

Breath…

Breath, again.

Ding, dong.

He came in, inspected the problem and assured me that it would be fixed in about 20 minutes. He paused to say hello to my three littles and went about his business. I went about my mommy duties {acting quite patient and pleasant with my children because after all, someone was watching now}. Our house was calm once again.

“All finished Ma’am.” I was pleased with the work, thankful for his abilities and excited to re-stock my fridge. As he was leaving he looked me square in the face and said, “You are truly blessed Ma’am. You have a beautiful family. Enjoy them.”

My heart sank. I am so circumstantial. Forgive me Father.

Thank you God for the minor inconvenience that became a lesson.

Be blessed,
KC

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2 Responses to The refrigerator man …

  1. Rebecca Graham says:

    Wow! It is amazing what God uses to teach us important lessons! It is so easy to get caught up in what is going on that I so quickly lose sight of the big picture! Thanks for sharing! :)

  2. charis says:

    he is so right and yet i have been in your shoes so many times (a day!). good lesson. hard lesson. good lesson.
    my recent post: simple woman’s daybook 5.25.11

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