The Monstrosity

She stood staring at the monstrosity. It seemed so small in the store but now that it stood in the kitchen it seemed to overtake the room! Mary and her husband had both decided it would fit "perfectly" if they just cut out a counter top that stood out from one wall. Underneath this space she had two stools. She often sat there if she had company.
However, with the new freezer arriving the couple decided the counter must go. Now as she saw the freezer protruding out beyond where she thought it would reach Mary just shook her head. Now how was she going to break the news to her husband that it just didn't fit here. It would have to go on the other side of the room.
Her husband Robin was busy at present putting the door frame back up. It had to come off because the new appliance wouldn't fit through the opening; that had presented another problem! Mary walked around the kitchen trying to put into words how to break the news. She looked back at the sawed off counter that jutted out. She mumbled to herself, "a little glue should get the two counter tops looking right as rain". She giggled to herself half at the absurdity of that thought and half because she was so darn tired.
Mary had waited in half the day for these delivery guys. While waiting she managed to outline the drawings for 5 small window paintings, take down and wash the drapes and sheers in the living room, and then iron another pair and put them up in their place. Besides these major jobs she prepared dinner, took her two dogs for their walks and talked a while to her neighbour.
They were putting up new lampposts outside and Sylvia, Mary's neighbour, was not impressed with where they had put the one near both their houses. She had called the mayor and had him come over and look.
"It has to be moved back," Sylvia said to her cousin. The mayor was her uncle's son on her father's side. It didn't matter much what Sylvia said or whether or not the mayor was related. The mayor could see the obvious problem with the lamp as it took up half the sidewalk and someone was bound to walk into it!. So before he left it was decided the lamp would be moved onto Sylvia's lawn. Though Mary was happier with where it was right now because it shone nicely on her house she said nothing. What was the use.
She went back inside continuing to wait for the delivery men. When they arrived the first problem had occured. It wouldn't fit through any door except the back door and even there the freezer would only go through if the door frame was removed.
Looking back now at the whole thing Mary was sort of sorry they bought the big white storage unit. They needed it, she knew that. Mary had reasoned along with her husband that such a purchase would help them save money. There was often many deals on frozen foods. But who would have thought this freezer would cause so much grief.
When her husband had come home he had gotten to work right after dinner taking off the door frame. He was then able to get the big hulk through the door.
He was exhausted then. He had wanted to finish the job on the weekend. "On the weekend!" Mary exclaimed. "No way! I can't live with all this stuff sitting all over until then. It's only Tuesday".
So poor Robin, her husband, refitted the frame back into the doorway and screwed and nailed the wedges in place and hung the door.
It was all done by 8:30pm. Despite the frustration Mary and Robin were both able to hug each other and smile and laugh at the problem posed by the existing counter which had been cut down to fit the future fridge. Putting back the old piece, should be interesting, thought Mary. But that job would be for another day.
Despite all the frustration of easing this freezer into its new home Mary had to say it didn't turn out so bad. It could have been far worse. There could have been a screaming and yelling match but there was peace and harmony. Mary smiled to herself. She was so thankful for Robin, he was so unlike her first husband when there was trouble.
But these were thoughts for another day. Enough was enough. With that Mary turned her gaze to the stairs leading to their bedroom. Another day, perhaps, she would share about what an experience with that man was like. For tonight, she was off to dream land and measured her steps slowly up the stairs.