Right in the Middle of Making the "Best Fudge Ever"

my nearly 30-year old microwave oven died. I heard a crackle or two, smelled a bit of smoke and saw a tiny flame near the bottom of the oven door. I immediately ran over and shut it off thus losing my timer which was set for 9 minutes. The fudge recipe said to boil "for exactly 9 minutes." I use the microwave as a timer because it's more precise than my oven timer which is not digital.

I had to guess at how much longer I needed to boil the fudge. I don't think I guessed correctly as it has not set up quite hard enough yet. It's been in the refrigerator for three hours.

Then I had to trudge on out to Home Depot to find a new microwave. I had one picked out, went to the register, wrote the check and then DH noticed that one of the little rubber things on the bottom was missing. They did not have another one of those rubber things. They had no other white microwave. If I didn't find one tonight, I'd have to wait until at least Tuesday to get one. So off we went to store number 2 where we did finally get one. I hate shopping.

I have not had a good day today. The cheesecake bars I made with the pumpkin bread crumbs are only marginally successful, the fudge didn't harden, the microwave died, I tasted the vodka slush stuff and don't really like it, and my legs ache.

I probably should have spent a little more time tasting the vodka slush...