I feel like getting a new refrigerator has been an ongoing saga. I came home early from Virginia 2 weeks ago and utterly changed my plans only to find it wasn’t being delivered. Then today it was supposed to come between 3 and 5 and at 8:30 it showed up and…they couldn’t get it into my apartment. I’m sure there’s a lesson in there about expectations and patience and accepting the things I cannot change, but I’m just kindof over it. Hopefully it’ll be resolved tomorrow and I can go to dinner at Resto on time. Not holding my breath though.