“It goes in threes.” We’ve all heard this. Do you think it’s true?
I’m inclined to think yes. Back in my nursing home days, it actually was a pattern that people passed in increments of three; usually around a week. (‘course, every year, the holidays would come and numbers would be higher) I think that was probably the first time I started paying attention.
Then I started noticing other things happening in threes, like bad news or car issues. One time (no, not at band camp ) I noticed a pregnancies happening at work (not the nursing homes) in clusters of three. We always laughed and said there was something in the water.
My pain issues usually seem to flare in threes: my iliopsoas tendinitis, extensor tendinitis, and of course, the plantar fasciitis. (Heh. I’ll admit that during a flare, those are pain points among many, but who’s counting? : )
My chickens came in three batches, all within a week. I had three chickens that figured out in the first three days how to get their peepers off.
And now I’m on appliance number two for the last 12 months. When it comes to appliances (and perhaps major auto issues), I give leeway of more than a year. Given my lack of being a shopaholic, I would even extend this a bit longer, since the wounds of having to do it are still fresh and raw in my mind.
So, appliance number two is the fridge. Appliance shopping is pretty major, imo. The range was a total fluke, since the other one was not but a few years old. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that this one lasts a lot longer.
But the fridge? We’ve had that for about 10 years, give or take. At the time, it was top of the line (Maytag) and we thought it would last forever. We thought it had better, for the amount of $$$ we dropped on it. *sigh*
Unlike the washer and dryer (which I know will be appliance number three because it’s been limping along for the last several months as it is and I’m just trying to eek out some more time), we figured we’d have more time with the fridge. And we probably would, if there weren’t things about it that we didn’t deeply dislike since, oh, a few months into having it.
Now, in our daily lives, the fridge is a pretty important thing. When you live in the desert, having ice (even during the winter when it’s 75 degrees some days- really- we’ve already almost hit 80) is a big deal. More importantly for us, though, is capacity and configuration.
Particularly, I’m talking about milk storage. Yes, our refrigerator needs literally revolve around how many gallons of milk I can put in there. In my current fridge, I regularly have 12 gallons of milk in there. Each week, I buy at least 9 gallons of milk. The one shelf can fit 9 gallons; the others can go in the door if there are any left over.
I don’t remember the last time I didn’t have to ration milk as the end of the week neared. (Because I despise shopping, I am only willing to go shopping once a week unless there is a really compelling reason to do otherwise.) I think some of the difference is that the kids are home all the time, so they are drinking milk for lunch, instead of having that carton of milk at school.
Remember when we were kids and our parents nagged us at dinner to drink our milk? Ya, I don’t have that problem. My problem is nagging the kids NOT to drink milk in between meals just because. Drink water or tea, for goodness sakes!
So the hunt was on for a replacement. You’ll be glad to know that I accomplished finding the one I wanted in record time! Yay me!
We basically have two choices here- Sears and Home Depot. I went online to the Sears website and actually USED the filter and compare selections. (yay me!)
For starters, I filtered by size- anything over 26 cu ft. That narrowed things down considerably. Then I went for finish (stainless). And then, the real hunt was on. After all, my primary criteria was milk storage, so that narrowed things down in a hurry. I came away with three models that I liked.
One day last week, I went to Home Depot for grins and giggles. Since I knew more or less what I was looking for, I was able to rule just about everything out- they simply weren’t big enough. And the ones that were bigger didn’t have enough room for milk without killing the rest of the interior space. My “comparison shopping” out of the way, I felt like we could proceed with a clean conscience.
The final test came on Saturday, with a trip to Sears. There is something to be said for being able to “kick the tires,” you know? While we didn’t find the actual model we were looking at, we were able to see one that had a similar ice maker, which was/is the failing point on the one we have now.
All in all, while it wasn’t a pleasurable experience, it wasn’t completely painful, either. We’re gaining space (the new one is 30 cu ft compared to the 27 cu ft we have now) and should have a good ice maker for a change. And, it was on sale.
Now the only thing I have to worry about during sleepless nights are the details of moving the food from one into the other……………… and waiting for the third appliance to fail so I can get these three out of the way…………….
Threes. I’m pretty well convinced things happen in threes. What about you?