I underestimated how much I use the microwave. Since it died spectacularly on the weekend, I have had to completely rethink my approach to cooking. Did you know you can cook things in the oven as well?
It might be something as simple as a fuse, but we can't even remove it to find out, as we can't figure out how to get it down from the range hood in which it is embedded, without ripping the whole damn thing apart. This is why these odd job companies are flourishing, on the incompetence of people like us. You would never know that we once renovated an entire house, ripping it right down to the bricks and adding a second story.
I fear that the microwave's demise is just another acceleration of the impending death of all the appliances in our house. You already know about the planned washer replacement in the bathroom sink, which escalated into a brand new designer sink.
Then there was the slightly more serious issue of the pilot assembly for the furnace. The cat is taking credit for saving our house from blowing up, as the only reason we knew there was a problem was because I smelled gas one morning when I went down to clean the litter box. Not cat poo gas either.
The harsh winter blew the seal on the kitchen windows so that they are now filled with condensation, and those were our only good windows. I don't even want to think about what lies behind the wall around the tub. The one that leaked.
What amazes me is that the ancient dishwasher, the appliance which we were certain would be the next to die on account of the chunks that keep falling off it, just keeps chugging along, doing a lousy job of cleaning the dishes.
I'm going to stop now or you are never going to put an offer on our house, if we ever put it on the market, are you?