There were two brown marks under the freezer, on the
linoleum. I am not sure at all whether they are from this freezer or from my
old one. I can’t remember. And back then, Frank, my nephew (now gone), probably
moved it so he would know but except for a séance, that’s not feasible.
One of my dear friends is a former Navy electrical engineer.
I called him. I told him they were very dark brown, on the linoleum. But they
are not puckered and black. I asked if I should move it just a tad left or
right, so I could check for newer marks, in about a week. He said I could
probably wait about a month and to check then. With luck (and the help of the
Good Lord), there will be no change and I can assume it’s been there since the
old freezer’s days.
Now the poor thing is almost empty. I ended up spreading
things around a lot, to make it feel and look fuller. I will be picking some
things up tomorrow. And I will be making a lot of crockpot meals this month.
For now, to keep it happy, I also placed about half a dozen half-gallon bottles
¾ full of water in there.
I got really lucky half-way through. One of the messiest and
tedious parts is always collecting the water and falling ice without a mess on
the floor. I suddenly found two of those disposable foil roasting pans. I
grabbed them and put them on two of the shelves and they covered most of each
shelf. What a treat that was. My brother and I were talking tonight. He does
the same thing. He also keeps them with his freezer-defrost-stuff from year to
year. Guess what I’ll be putting inside my picnic cooler (the one I stash the
frozen foods in while defrosting) so I will have them ready next year?
I can go to bed knowing it is over – for now.
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