Simple measures that worked before are no longer useful. We’ve had to go full defrost mode. Stripping out all of the valuable food stuffs and sending them to the battered old unit in the basement, and stuffing what’s left into a cooler with freezer packs. The milk and dairy have been evacuated to a safe place far away from the front lines. Towels will soon be placed to soak up the mess from the frosty innards of the lower freezer. The trap is set, now we watch – and wait.
Can we once again best this unit in a battle of wits, or will we be forced to call in a repair man or – Gasp!, purchase a new unit in this, the time of heightened prices, and major supply line issues. Shoulders are tense, and nerves are starting to fray. The set of the jaw aches through the teeth and down into the top of the chest. Who will buckle under the pressure first? We just won’t know.
In other news the break is on to Day Six, and everyone is alive and well. Though for how long is anybody’s guess at this point. The rain came through yesterday, but it did not deliver as much as was forecasted. The grass is parched, and we continue to need to water the crops by hand canister and hose. This is July 6th of 2022.
