He actually fixed it,...and I helped.

Thanks to all who left comments. I do appreciate it.
Kelly - Your comments were very helpful to me. I too do the depression thing so ADD kind of threw me. But what you said makes sense and fits, too. p.s. - A novel as a comment is always welcome.

So today's episode is "How to repair a stove." Brought to you by the village idiot and his darling, long suffering wife. To be honest, I was actually impressed. Things were taken apart with out the drill or any power tools what-so-ever. There was only one electricians song* and it didn't last too long. While the back of the stove was being dismantled and he was still trying to figure out how to get the part out, I decided to go up and get the manual out of the file. It didn't address our situation exactly but most other issues seemed to indicate that to do anything important, you had to remove the drawer and up from the front. I gently mentioned this and so my advice was taken and it was the way to go. We called our "guy" and he brought us over the replacement part. The oven is working. I'm thinking he did this cuz he's been after me for my famous chocolate chip cookies. Either way, I am thrilled but also exhausted.

Looking forward to a shower and rest. Tomorrow we go to Jessica's Grad. and B-day party. Just learned her name a couple days ago. She is one of my new front porch friends. But I was on the back patio when I first came to meet her. We'd been trying to relax and had been listening (not by choice) to some of that "special" music over in the park. Sounded a little like polka music and yet, it didn't make me want to go to Taco Bell. After a bit I thought I started to hear this beautiful music. I couldn't figure out where it was coming from. Just one instrument clear and hauntingly beautiful. I went out front and here was this girl walking along the sidewalk, playing her sax. OMG! I was in Heaven. I had to stop her and talk to her and ever since then, we talk if she's walking by or if she's driving and I'm outside, she'll holler, "Hi beautiful or hello gorgeous or even,...I LOVE YOU!" I am really most impressed that a senior in high school would be self-assured enough to just do what she loves with joy and passion and no thought of what others might think. So,..that's whose party we will be going to. Free food which means that once again I don't have to worry about dinner. And if there should be adult beverages, we can imbibe freely and walk/wobble our way home. Cool! Should be fun. Peace.

*the electricians song is a long list of varying swear words put together and uttered at lightening speed.