I know the title sounds sad, but I ask you "How do you say good bye to a part of your life?" I am talking about an electric skillet:
Sounds silly, come on an electric appliance? But if you think about it, what do you have in your kitchen, bathroom or any part of your house that you can think about and realize you have had that "piece in your life for a very long time"?
I had a crock pot that was my parents and they gave it to me YEARS ago. It even had the fabric cord and not a third prong on it! When I got my new one and was finally getting rid of it, I got a little meloncoly about it, not knowing why.
Now just the other day we cooked our last meal on our old electric skillet, we got a new one for Christmas.
When Andy threw it away, I looked at it in the trash, yes for recycle, and I started to cry. He looked at me and said "OK now you are losing it" . "You are really crying over this old electric skillet"?
And the sad part of it was, yes, I was crying over the old electric skillet. Now I have to admit, I am tired, as we all are, with the emotions of Christmas, the stress, the shopping, the running around, you get it, right?
Well, after I sat there for a few minutes I started to think about that old skillet. That skillet as with the old crock pot I had a few years ago, had been with me for a good part of my adult life. It had come into my home for a wedding present from my first marriage, it had been with me through the marriage, the divorce, new marriage, death of a parent, raising two kids, moved to and from seven homes.
Twenty one years, that electric skillet has had a place in my home. So to see it in the trash hurt my heart and I did cry over the years it had been with me.
I know that I have a new, improved skillet sitting brand new in a box under the Christmas tree.
I know that I will have excitement with the opening of the box and cooking my first meal with it and know that it won't got from 0 to "Holy Crap" like my old one did. The cord will stay plugged in and I can even put this one in the dishwasher. New and Improved is good, but there is something to be said about wearing a old comfortable shoe.... I dried my tears and said to myself that I look forward to the next 21 years with the new one. Let's just hope it can last half of that time, I was blessed with this little electric "workhorse" skillet.
P.S. How long did I have the crock pot for? 30 years, not including the five years before when my parents had it in their home...
What do you have in your home like this electric skillet? How many years have you had it?
5 comments:
I totally get it, Jeanine! We have an outdoor grill that my parents bought in the 80's. It's been cleaned up and tuned so many times and was eventually given to us. It's a GREAT grill. Well, the tree trimmers dropped a chunk of wood on it and broke the little shelf on the side 2 years ago. The shelf turned out to be irreplaceable! So we are, slowly, rebuilding the shelf - some crazy epoxy for the aluminum bracket and then soon we will have to get the wood to make the shelf. All because we can't give it up!
Merry Christmas to you and yours, and stay in touch!
Nope, makes perfect sense. That skillet is part of the family. Cry away, my friend.
And then I'll tell you why the star on my Christmas tree is still an aluminum-foil covered piece of cardboard. :)
Merry Christmas! Try to stay dry.
ps... Hi Donna. I didn't know you knew Jeanine!
Meadowlark, I thought the same thing when I read your comments on Donna's Blog. See how much we are all alike? Smart women flock together!
Thanks ladies for the shoulder to cry on! Love to you!
Meadowlark, anytime with the story and thanks for the heads up about dry! WOW!!!
I so get it Jeanine. I have an avacado green can opener. That should tell you how old it is. 28 years to be exact. It still works and i can't part with it. Marty wants me to throw it away...He even bought a new one...lol.
I hope you and Andy have a wonderful Christmas. I hope your New year is filled with health, happiness, and lots of love!
AND, I hope we will be able to get together soon after.
Love ya my friend!
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