No, let me rephrase that...
We have 2 broken refrigerators! Yes...2
Let me start at the beginning.
We bought this beautiful stainless steel Samsung French Door Refrigerator when we moved into our "under construction" house. I really loved this fridge. Freezer on the bottom, lots of room on the top AND millions of fingerprints on the front. (OK, maybe I didn't LOVE it but I liked it a lot).
(Please do not judge the walls. Like I said~ we are still "under construction"!)Fast forward 1 and 1/2 years to the present. I noticed the food in the fridge wasn't very cold. Wes, who thinks that I panic about everything, assured me that it was probably NOTHING as he checked the temp and showed me the reading on the front that said 37 degrees.
Well, being the "common sense" kinda girl that I am~ I thought, hum... 37 degrees is just over FREEZING and the food is lukewarm. The fridge is NOT working properly regardless of what the nice blue illuminated temperature-reading says!
The next day I was cooking all the food in the freezer and transferring the rest into coolers because the fridge was BROKEN!!
Wes' sister, Lauralee, found us a repairman. (Thank you, LL) He came, he saw, he... agreed with me... it was broken. He is currently working on getting it replaced by Samsung because it can NOT be fixed. Please, Lord, let us get a replacement.
My sister, Heather, being the kind person that she is~ offered us their extra fridge that they keep in the garage~ to use until we could get ours fixed or replaced. Aghhhh, thanks Heather!
We have been using it for the last week. We have really enjoyed having it here. We have become fast friends. I already consider it part of our family. We have hung our pictures on it. Everyday, I sing its praises and lovingly wipe it down and tell it how much I love it.
(Some people have 2 refrigerators in their kitchens, right?)Life was good UNTIL... we got home from church last night.
I kept hearing this clicking noise.
What is that? I asked. CLICK...CLICK...
NOTHING, said Wes! (his classic "in denial" answer)
I couldn't just sit there. I had to investigate. I listened. I waited. I held my breath.
CLICK... Oh, there. Did you hear it?
NO... said Wes. (still in denial...)
I tried to convince him to abandon his lazy-boy-chair and come into the kitchen to hear the noise for himself.
He politely declined.
He thought I was overreacting. He laughed at me. He made jokes about it. He listened from the comfort of his chair and refused to hear what I was hearing.
(Somebody is living in the land of make believe... Sometimes, I wish I lived there with him.)
Ok, I thought, maybe I am a little over-dramatic. I am sure this refrigerator is not going out. Nobody has that kind of luck, right? I do have a tendency to over analyze things in my life. I can literally think something to DEATH!
Well, guess what?
I got up this morning and the food in the fridge is... cool at best. I opened the freezer and guess what? The bag of ice that was in there is now a lovely puddle of WATER!
Wes got up and guess what? He now hears the clicking! (Welcome back to the planet, honey!)
I Googled the problem~ it doesn't look good.
Wes called the repair guy.
I am trying not to shout I TOLD YOU SO! That would be rude. and childish. and not-productive. But oh~ so satisfying!
Wes just got home with a refrigerator that he found on Craigslist. Great, I hope this one works. Our kitchen is beginning to look like a refrigerator graveyard!
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