Friday, August 30, 2013
LIfe Without a Microwave
On my wedding night, my new husband and I came home to our new apartment with the leftover fried chicken, tired and hungry after a long day only to find that our new apartment didn't come with a microwave. We ate some chicken cold and that was that. The next morning, that was the first purchase we made as a newly married couple. We bought a microwave.
When my husband was hired at his new job, we came and looked at the apartment. Both my husband and I were relieved to have a larger microwave there, and I thought I saw it hanging over the sink. So, we decided to give our microwave away to my brother and his fiance as a wedding present. We wouldn't be needing it anymore.
However, to our surprise when we moved in, there was no microwave there! Both Grig and I could have sworn that there was one, but we decided not to worry about it. We would start a microwave fund and buy one again when we had the money. Things were pretty tight for a while though, and two weeks later, we still didn't have money for it.
Have you ever lived life without a microwave? It's kind of hard, but as my Grandfather reminded me, they didn't used to have microwaves at all. I learned to reheat everything on the oven. I had twice as many dishes because I'd remove the Tupperware from the fridge and then I'd have to put the food in a pan to reheat it. I used to just be able to put the Tupperware in the microwave and be ready to go. For a couple weeks, it was a pain and then I began to get used to it. We probably could have gone on indefinitely without a microwave, except for one thing.
I love microwave popcorn. I eat it quite frequently. When I was pregnant I ate it even more frequently, but it still is one of my favorite snacks. I could figure out how to cook anything without a microwave except my popcorn. Its loss made me sad. But I could endure, no matter how hard it was.
But don't worry, the story has a happy ending.
A couple weeks after we moved, I received a call from my cousin. They were in the process of moving, and the apartment we were moving into already had a microwave (for realsies). She asked if we wanted her. I am pretty sure that the Spirit told her to call us, because there was no reason why she would think we didn't have a microwave. We told her we would love one, and a couple weeks later, we were able to go and pick it up!
I'm grateful to my cousin and to the Lord for providing us with a microwave when we didn't have the means to get one ourselves. It just makes life a lot easier. I don't regret the skills that I learned in those four weeks though. I now can cook without a microwave, and we found out that fried quesadillas as so much better than microwaved quesadillas.
Guess what the first thing I made with the microwave was when we finally got it home?
You guessed it.