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Thanksgiving is saved! Things were looking awfully rocky for the Mudville Nine last night, when my dishes cabinet did a very good impression of a cabinet that was about to fall off the wall and break several hundred dollars worth of my favorite dishes. Hastily unloading the entire cabinet onto my newly cleaned and polished dining room table solved that problem, but left me with no table. No table=no place to put the turkey=no way to showcase my awesome cooking to my in-laws, who are at this very moment flying out of Pennsylvania to come see us.
I made a frantic after-hours call to apartment maintenance, and another first thing this morning. They said they'd see what they could do, but they were trying to get emergency maintenance jobs done before the holiday. Now, I personally may construe a faulty cabinet to be an emergency, but it's not like a malfunctioning heater or a leaky gas stove, I suppose. So I was immensely gratified when the repairman showed up this afternoon and fixed the cabinet. He had to totally take it down off the wall, so my nice clean kitchen is a bit of a dusty shambles, but he fixed it! As soon as the glue sets, all my dishes can go home.
Needless to say, I'm very happy. I gave him the other pumpkin pie I made this morning, since the recipe makes two pies and I only have three people coming to dinner. I like to try and do something nice for people who go out of their way to make my life easier. And if he doesn't like it, he can give it to the other maintenance people. But even people who don't like pumpkin pie tend to like this pie. It's made with fresh pumpkin puree and ice cream, instead of the canned gunk and condensed milk, so it's very light and fluffy instead of dense like a rock.
In any case, I think I may actually pull this off. The living room needs vacuuming in the worst way, and under no circumstances may anyone be allowed to so much as glance in our bedroom, but otherwise the apartment is going to look great. Even the bathroom is looking fantastic. So as soon as the birds finish their baby-food-and-pellet mash, I will feel free to scare the hell out of them and vacuum. But until then, I will relax in the knowledge that I can, in fact, do this. And it will be very good.
I made a frantic after-hours call to apartment maintenance, and another first thing this morning. They said they'd see what they could do, but they were trying to get emergency maintenance jobs done before the holiday. Now, I personally may construe a faulty cabinet to be an emergency, but it's not like a malfunctioning heater or a leaky gas stove, I suppose. So I was immensely gratified when the repairman showed up this afternoon and fixed the cabinet. He had to totally take it down off the wall, so my nice clean kitchen is a bit of a dusty shambles, but he fixed it! As soon as the glue sets, all my dishes can go home.
Needless to say, I'm very happy. I gave him the other pumpkin pie I made this morning, since the recipe makes two pies and I only have three people coming to dinner. I like to try and do something nice for people who go out of their way to make my life easier. And if he doesn't like it, he can give it to the other maintenance people. But even people who don't like pumpkin pie tend to like this pie. It's made with fresh pumpkin puree and ice cream, instead of the canned gunk and condensed milk, so it's very light and fluffy instead of dense like a rock.
In any case, I think I may actually pull this off. The living room needs vacuuming in the worst way, and under no circumstances may anyone be allowed to so much as glance in our bedroom, but otherwise the apartment is going to look great. Even the bathroom is looking fantastic. So as soon as the birds finish their baby-food-and-pellet mash, I will feel free to scare the hell out of them and vacuum. But until then, I will relax in the knowledge that I can, in fact, do this. And it will be very good.
