I threw away the microwave oven today.
Some time last week, it did not heat up the food I wished to nuke. I tested it on the weekend, but do not know the result, since I forgot about it while gardening, and returned to the kitchen much later, when the coffee inside it was cold, if it had indeed ever been hot. Today I was more methodical, with my specs on this time. No, no. It had given up the ghost. One more thing that I do not need is gone. It has made space for space. Or for a toaster. That’s a thought.
I have just remembered I shattered my Pyrex jug outside on the weekend. The tomato seeds inside it needed planting. I repented my clumsiness immediately as I swept up the glass, and a good deal else besides. That jug had a history. It was just a thing, dammit. I kept the plate from the microwave. Tomatoes will look good on it, in the fullness of time.
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