You all know my daily life is pretty mundane during the summer months. Mr A is working and rarely gets home, so it's just me with the dogs for company. I don't go very far because it's too hot and I don't often get visitors.
I am pretty happy with my own company. I like that I can eat what I want, when I want, and stay in my pjs all day. Problems arise, but mostly I manage to sort them out, either properly or a temporary fix until something permanent can be done.
Mr A answered my urgent call for shopping and came home with it all late last night. He just had time for a quick coffee then he was back to the hotel.
Yesterday I was delighted to get a message via the blog from one of my followers, Gisela. She and her son are on holiday in Turkey at the moment. They have a car and are travelling around. It was their plan to drive from Fethiye to Bodrum today, and on the spur of the moment she wondered if we could meet up. We made contact and the plan was for her to come here to the village some time today, and then go on to Bodrum. I was very much looking forward to meeting them.
When I got up this morning, I discovered that my fridge-freezer had died sometime during the night. Sod's law it had to happen just after it had been stocked with food. With temps in the late 30s, it's really not a good time for a fridge-freezer to be out of action.
I rescued as much as I could. Some stuff can be used within the next couple of days, some things are in my neighbour's fridge, the rest will go into the dogs before it goes off. There's quite a mess in the freezer compartment where things have defrosted, so a thorough clean was necessary.
I phoned Mr A and he said that he would come home later this morning with someone from work who he thought could fix the fridge. If it wasn't possible then we would have to go into Milas and buy a new one.
In the meantime, I contacted Gisela because clearly our plans were not going to work out. It was left that she and her son would go direct to Bodrum. I was then hoping to get over to Bodrum some time tomorrow and meet them, before they set off for Izmir early evening.
I waited for Mr A...and waited...and waited. Finally he called and said that he was unable to get here after all but he had phoned a friend in the village who would come up to look at the fridge. So I waited for him. Eventually he came, fiddled about with wires at the back of the fridge, plugged it in and it started working. It is cold inside, but the thermostat doesn't appear to be working. It's also making a terrific noise, almost as if it's about to take off at any moment. I don't feel confident that it will keep going indefinitely.
It's a Beko fridge, so Mr A phoned the Beko agents in Milas and they will send an engineer out tomorrow.
And as if that's not enough, some pipes around the back of the house have started leaking, and there is no way I can sort them out, so a plumber (or similar type person) is also coming out tomorrow to have a look.
Of course I am hoping they turn up early morning to fix the problems, so that I can get over to Bodrum to meet up with Gisela, but the way things are going I'm not holding my breath.