So it seems I was attempting to fix the handle of my oven door which involved taking out a couple of screws on the inside of the door and getting behind the glass front- and I was doing great, keeping it all still attached at the bottom as I tilted the top half out to reach the interior screw, then kablooey, it all unhinged in my hands.
The whole glass front dropped off, the little plastic edging pieces sprung out and fell to the floor, and I was now left with mere components of an oven door. I could NOT, even with the help of husband, get that dern thing together again. Call the repair man.
This would be a call to ask if I can bring the door in- because I already knew the appliance repair guys don’t come to my island. (see my “about” page) So, that arranged I packed up the bits and pieces of my oven door for delivery.
The trusty wheelbarrow. Seen better days, but it it does the job. So off to the boat, then across the bay, then carry it up the dock and ramp, then bring down the car from the parkade across the street then load it into the back and drive to the repair shop.
Complicated not complicated.