Little flowers from a bunch of stems that I plucked while on a walk. I know it's not allowed, but I just couldn't resist.
So, the weekend was nice and relaxing. I got a lot done. I read the whole week's papers. I did a few crosswords. I sorted things I needed to have sorted many months back. I cleaned. I dusted. And still, I felt rested and like I had accomplished something. Then, last night the fridge broke. Literally, the door fell off. I was like, well, there goes the nice weekend. The door hinge was broken, and it was too late to get someone to get it fixed, so I emptied the door and placed it like it should be and locked the door of the fridge, which is what held it in place.
This morning I woke up early to look through the classifieds for a refrigerator repairman. I knew I had to find someone fast, since everyone is working only till 2pm because it's Ramadan. I called a few people who gave me their estimates and then I called the Whirlpool service center and decided to go with them. The girl there was super helpful, scheduling a home visit, ordering the part, etc. And at 2pm, my fridge door was fixed.
So hats, off to the people at Al Ghandi Electronics Service Centre in Dubai. You saved my weekend and my sanity.