One of the last appliances from when we bought the house was the fridge. It's been a little under the weather since day 1.
The ice maker had something caught in it (looked like an old ziplock bag), so it was all jammed up and wouldn't work. Naturally, the water line for the ice maker was connected to the back of the fridge, but the other end was just dangling down in the basement. The was no indication that it had been connected to anything. No shutoff valve with a missing connection. No capped-off branch line. Nothing.
The face plate surrounding the crisper drawers would fall off at the slightest touch.
Things at the back of the fridge would freeze solid while things at the front or in the door would be slightly below room temperature. Regardless of the temperature setting. It would be especially bad during hot weather.
And the thing would make more noise than a 727 at takeoff.
The hope was that we could live with it until we gutted the kitchen... We'd been trying to nurse it for as long as possible so we could avoid getting a temporary one, but... The hot weather over the past month forcing us to throw out a bunch of 3 day old food that had become a science experiment was the straw that broke the camel's back.
Friday night I pulled out the old fridge (see top photo). Much amusement and muttering resulted from the science experiment that was exposed. Note - the only thing we're responsible for in that picture is the stray nerf bullet.
SWMBO spent two hours scraping up the crud that had been beneath the old one. Good thing she was wearing a hazmat suit. The results are shown in the bottom photo. Note the shiny new water line that's properly connected down in the basement. There's a story behind that, too...
At any rate, the new fridge came Saturday morning. And we don't have to go to the store to buy bags of ice any more...
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