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.