*annoyed* Today, the refrigerator died.

Words can, indeed, express what I think of this, but they are not very polite words.

The only good thing being, when I got home, I hadn't bought any new refrigerator items. I had bought frozens, but the chest freezer on the back porch is just fine and (by removing a few things we're never going to use, that I'd meant to get around to cleaning out anyway) I managed to get all the new purchases in there.

We've already had to pitch the food that was in the fridge and freezer. It was warm inside when we got home. I mean, barely below room temperature...barely.

Scott's on the phone with the home warranty people.

Ugh.

(You know, this icon is really an odd one to use in regards the refrigerator, since heat is what I'm objecting to in its case.)