After we moved in, my youngling figured out how to use our oven.
It was a trick to do so because the bulb in the control panel that lets you see numbers change as you increase baking time has dimmed to where you can’t see the numbers unless in the pitchest black – and then, only faintly.
However, everything we baked comes out wonderfully, and this let me know that for the first time in any rental situation, we have an amazing oven!
I had asked our landlord if we could have it serviced awhile ago, but the model number had apparently been scraped off by a previous tenant.
She did her best to figure out a solution, and one day unexpectedly, her repair men showed with a smaller standard oven as replacement.
They were so kind and proud to be helping us when I opened the door and saw it leveraged on their dolly, prepared to be installed.
But, I couldn’t help myself.
I refused to let them exchange it!
It was such an embarrassing situation for me, as clearly my landlord was doing her best to provide for our needs, and the repair guys were ready.
I let them and her know how much I appreciated their kind generosity, but that we would deal with the dim bulb because the current oven was baking so beautifully!
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