I awoke to a broken refrigerator this morning. Neither the refrigerator nor the freezer side were cooling/freezing. Everything in the fridge was almost room temperature, and everything in the freezer was dethawed.
After I dropped the kids off I filled a cooler with ice and tried to salvage what I could. I filled two trash bags and put them out by the curb with the rest of our trash since today is trash day and they hadn't come yet. Then while I waited for the repair man I took advantage of my empty fridge and cleaned it thoroughly. It was totally disgusting. I took out all the shelves and bins and everything and washed them in the sink with soap and water.
The repair man spent 10 minutes replacing a burned out relay and overload -- whatever that means -- and charged me $180. Nice racket. But since I am a glass-half-full kind of girl, I didn't particularly mind. I mean, I minded, obviously, but I choose instead to focus on the fact that my fridge is now cleaner than it's been since the day we moved in, and I am rid of all the year old half-used containers of pickles and other superfluous items that we tend to accumulate. I shall not dwell on the ruined food, lost productivity, or lightened wallet that accompanied my clean fridge...
So - glass half full.
Star Trek The Next Generation
11 months ago
6 comments:
Very impressive approach. I was worried you were going to say you did all that cleaning and then they told you you'd need a new fridge!
It was God's way of telling you to clean out your refrigerator.
carolyn-- the thought did cross my mind as i was cleaning it. however since i did not want the guy to see how disgusting it was, it was a chance i had to take.
Did you rescue the little ice packs from the mean ole garbage man?
kathleen you will be happy to know that the little ice packs were the only thing in the freezer that survived.
YAY!! :)
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