Yesterday after work, Travalon and I hung out on the Union Terrace for a little bit, then we headed to Home Depot to find a new fridge. Ours was on the fritz a few months ago, but Travalon did something that fixed it, and the temperature went down inside of it until about a week ago, when it started getting too high again. We found a fridge the same size and brand as our old fridge for a reasonable price, but they can't deliver it until next Friday. Of course, now that we have already paid for a new fridge, it's like the old one knows and it's trying to come back to life. The temperature inside has dropped... but not, as Travalon pointed out, enough for safe levels of food storage. He should know - he's a cook at work. I thought maybe this was the same principle as how my hair looks ratty for weeks until I schedule an appointment to get it cut, and then it looks like a shampoo commercial until the appointment. It might have something to do with swimming, because I remember a coworker at my last job coming into my office after I'd been swimming the night before, and that is literally what she said: "Wow, your hair! It looks like a shampoo commercial!" However, the hairdresser told me that the chlorine is damaging my hair, and that I need to use clarifying shampoo, so there goes my fabulous post-swimming hair. Travalon did pick up some clarifying shampoo for me earlier this week, and I used it when we went swimming. Indeed, my hair just looked normal the next day, not fabulous.
Now is the time on this blog when we do some DuoLingo bragging.
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