Monday, July 26, 2004

Oh Give Me A Range, Where The Deer and The Antelope Bake

Perhaps that would be asking a bit much, but it would have been nice if the sensor we paid a not-insubstantial amount of money to have replaced on our oven had actually done the trick.  Saturday was the first day that I actually got a chance to see for myself if the temperature was really rising to the level the oven thought it was.  When I had to bake breakfast at 550 degrees, I knew it wasn't quite hitting the mark.

We could have tried another round with the repairman, but instead we decided to go on to Plan B (which in this case stands for "Buy a new one").  We went to the Sears Scratch and Dent Center near our house and found something that was fairly comparable to what we have for a tad over $300 (marked down a bit more than $100 off their retail price) with only a small scuff mark on the side.  That seemed like a decent deal, so we bought it.  It should be delivered sometime today. 

You know you are getting old when the thought of a new range -- even a none-to-fancy, cheapo one is the highlight of your day.

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