The Fridge

Yesterday our fridge died. I think it had been quite sick for some time now but only yesterday did we realize it was truly terminal. It started with bad milk (which naturally made me reset the temperature) but the illness finally moved onto the freezer. The apparent freezing and melting of ice cubes tipped me off when they somehow formed into a full fledged iceberg that could have sunk the Titanic. I finally drew the line when my ice cream started forming a stalagmite on the bottom of the freezer. It was like our fridge went to bed at night and took naps during the day. Probably like some employees it was really only a part-timer and, as I found out, one that had short-timers. So, just when we thought we were getting ahead - in walks the iceberg - and out walks the $$$. Pretty sure our house is what actually balances the checkbook. Why couldn't the house want a fancy new washer and dryer in red????