Yesterday, when I stopped at home, I had noticed that the fan on our freezer in the kitchen was running. I looked inside and found that the food was starting to thaw out, so I assumed that Rhiannon had opened the freezer and failed to make sure the door was shut tight before she left.
I would like to take this opportunity to publicly apologize to my wife for my incorrect assumption.
I'm sorry. What I should have noticed when I was home yesterday is that the fan was running but the compressor was not. Our fridge at home decided to stop working when we weren't at home to notice. I have no idea what we have done to neglect it, but it seems kind of spiteful to me.
I moved all of the food in the freezer downstairs to our chest freezer and all of the food in the fridge that wasn't past its expiration date got moved into the mini fridges. Yes, plural mini fridges. We have multiple leftover pint size refrigerators that we have said we need to get rid of because we don't use them enough to justify the electricity they consume.
Well, they are both post-Thanksgiving dinner level stuffed right now, so I think that the expense has just been justified.
And not to scare anyone away from visiting us, but I did find some food that had expiration dates in the middle of 2008. And with he recent year change to 2010, I think we were this close to having one of the first refrigerator towns colonized by the life that sprang up from the out-of-date leftovers lurking in the dark corners.
Maybe it's not so much that the fridge stopped working but that this was more of a protest of the working conditions. Picket lines and unions and protesters galore. One of us is heading back home tomorrow to see if anything has changed, and if there is a rally with bullhorns, tagboard signs, and kitchen appliances marching around in circles on our driveway, I'm calling the authorities.
Or at least one of those places with the offers for free appliance haul away.
Anybody want a disgruntled food processor?