My inspiration for this post came from my dear, longtime blogging friend, Debbie @ Musings by an ND Domer's Mom, who is not only a gifted...
I love my little studio apartment, truly I do.
But one of the drawbacks, is that my kitchen is very small, therefore, it has a dwarf-size refrigerator with a NON frost-free freezer.
I usually defrost the freezer compartment once a month, but last month I kept putting it off, until eventually it looked like I had an iceberg the size of the one that sank the S.S. Titanic.
It was so damn BIG that I could no longer close the refrigerator door because the ice was sticking out so far, it actually kept the refrigerator light on.
It was the first time since I was 4 years old, that I felt like I was sleeping with a Cinderella nightlight.
Friday afternoon I decided it was time to perform a serious meltdown.
It was my day to go grocery shopping, so I cleaned out everything in the fridge that had been growing green fuzzy hair, then turned it off; allowing the freezer to defrost for a few hours.
Well…a few hours turned into six and half hours.
I started defrosting about 11:00AM and then went shopping around 2:00PM. When I got home three hours later, I noticed that there was still a HUGE amount of ice still left in the freezer. So there I stood, with a grocery bag filled with frozen food, that was slowly turning into mush.
I thought about quickly melting the remainder of the ice by using my hair dryer, but I wasn’t too keen on experiencing electric shock therapy that day.
So I had no other choice, than to take a hammer and a screw driver, and begin CHISELING.
I felt like Michelangelo carving an ice sculpture of David.
Ice was flying everywhere. And at one point, I thought I needed a pair of plastic eye goggles, because ice chips were hitting me in the face.
Periodically, I pulled out loose chunks with my blue frost-bitten fingers; placing them into the kitchen sink. And when I stood up 20 minutes later, and saw all the ice floating in the sink…it looked like the Arctic Sea.
Finally, at 5:30 PM I had completed the hideous task.
Oh hell, I don’t know…
… I think it’s time I moved to an apartment with a frost-free refrigerator.
Because this iceberg-look is VERY unattractive.
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