It all started when Annika called me to tell me that the door to the freezer had popped off and wouldn't go back on. The ice had been building up for almost three months and I guess the door had finally just had it. It wasn't a huge deal because the freezer is just in the top section of the fridge, so everything would stay cold...just maybe a little too cold with the freezer being open to the fridge. So we chose not to deal with it for a few days.
(It was actually way worse than this...this is after a few hours of defrosting and Alisha chipping away at it with a knife.)
We froze our hands trying to get the rest of it off and empty out the drawer and clean everything that was being dripped on. But, eventually, the defrosting was over, everything was clean, we could turn our fridge back on and collect our food from our neighbor's fridge.
(Our mess of stuff that used to be in our fridge..and if you look closely you can see lots of ice chunks in the sink.)
A few days later we decided it was time to put the freezer door back on. I have NO IDEA how that door popped off because we had to get a screwdriver, develop a strategy and spend almost 20 minutes trying to get it back on.
One week later: There is a fresh layer of ice in the freezer and we're about to defrost again (because apparently once every 3 months isn't going to cut it)
No comments:
Post a Comment