Refrigerator

We are probably better equipped than many to handle refrigerator fuckery. The main refrigerator is upstairs, side-by-side, and is one of the fancy ones that does ice and water; it was bought in the time of the ex and was a slightly dinged floor model.

Downstairs, we have a chest freezer that is basically at capacity, and a small refrigerator (but generous for a small one, rectangular rather than the tiny dorm cubes) that's mostly used for soda and other bar-related shenanigans. There are a lot of jars of boozy cherries in there.

Last night we went through the fridge and tossed stuff, and took other things downstairs. Fortunately it was trash night, so everything that we tossed was able to go directly out in the bin rather than hanging around for longer.

A while ago I got some temperature/humidity sensors, small and very cheap, and two of those are in both compartments of the upstairs fridge. The numbers fluctuate from reasonable to Not Good and back. At least the freezer side is not the worst ever.

I don't want to get takeout to weather this until we have enough space in either the downstairs fridge or the upstairs freezer side to take on any leftovers.

Tonight was hamburgers (frozen pre-formed) and fried potatoes. No leftovers.