I've had a love-hate relationship with my fridge for a while now, but considering it's only about three years old, I certainly didn’t expect to wake up to find it completely dead.
There were no warning signs; it simply gave up the ghost.
Normally, this situation would send me into a tailspin, but thankfully I’ve been feeling quite regulated lately. Somehow, I’ve managed to keep my cool through it all.
The thought of spending three grand on a new fridge would typically overwhelm me. Let’s face it—I make a decent income, but when you have six kids, that income never feels quite sufficient.
Surprisingly, I’m not stressed at all. I pulled out the mini bar fridge, stocked up on essentials, and decided it works just fine for now while I figure out my next move.
The kids are enjoying the challenge of coming up with creative dinner ideas using only the items in our little staples-only fridge.
Honestly, it’s refreshing not to feel the pressure of creating elaborate meals every night.
Plus, the fridge is clean, and I might just use it to stash away the good snacks for when I get the munchies later.
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