The power went out and when it came back on my refrigerator died. It had gone to appliance heaven.
It was sad and ugly. And terribly inconvenient.
Husband thought the clicking was from my coffee maker (duh). After two hours I was finally able to get him to realize that the fridge was making that horrid sound.
Having already fixed the darn thing twice in eight years we decided to buy a new one. I couldn’t bear the thought of repairing the darn thing again.
While we waited for our new refrigerator, our old fridge sprung a small leak
We lost some food and lived out of coolers
Thomas kept the bread company
And the light at the end of the tunnel….
I found the pastry brush that had been missing since March.
Oh, and I got a fancy new appliance. I don’t think I have ever been so excited about a refrigerator.