Beep beep beep

My stove is beeping at me. It's going off every minute. Every. Sixty. Seconds. For the past three hours.

It flashes F2 on the screen, then the beeper screams at me until I shut it off. This is NOT a fun way to spend a morning. I guess I'll pull it out from the wall and unplug it, but I don't want to damage the floor. I also need to use the stove to cook lunch. Maybe flipping the breaker will help.

Stupid new malfunctioning stove. Oh, well-I guess I'm privileged to have a stove at all. Some people still cook while squatting under the hot African sun in front of burning campfires.

(Not my mother. But close, if she had dark hair. And we had an orange phone-so seventies.)

I sound like my mother. I remember her telling me to eat my food because the starving children in Africa don't have any food at all. I told her, "Then send it to them." I think I got sent to my room for that.

P.S. I just called GE and the people on the phone were polite and helpful. That's always such a pleasant surprise these days. Unfortunately, a repairman can't make it out until a week from now.