My apartment already came with a refrigerator. It was on and running, clean and white. All good things. What I did not realize right away was that the setting for temperature was low. I put food in it and it is very important that my food stays cold because of course if it is not it will go bad. You can't eat warm eggs, cheese, milk, and deli meats. If you do we all know it sets you up for a long day in the bathroom. I for one choose to spend my day being productive elsewhere and NOT stuck in the restroom due to eating warm food.
Warning signals started going off in my head when I checked the bread I put in the freezer and noticed that it was still relatively soft. I just assumed that my freezer wasn't very good at freezing things. Oh well, no big deal. Then I noticed on Sunday after I felt the food in the refrigerator that my food wasn't as cold as I thought it should be. So I turned the dial to what I thought was a colder setting. Then I went off to work yesterday, dinner at my mom's house after and noticed condensation in my lettuce bag, water bottles and when I looked at the cheese it was a little worse for wear. I started to panic and when I felt the milk I knew something was wrong. Everything was barely cold enough! I threw everything in the freezer to cool it down. I looked at the nob and turned it again and realized when it hit the words "OFF" that I had been turning it in the wrong direction. I decided right then and there that I needed some rest. If I could get so confused about a refrigerator dial what was I doing with my life? I have to say I wanted to cry because if my food was ruined there was no way I could buy more until my next pay day...a week away. Ramen noodles here I come!!!! I didn't cry though. I pulled myself together, turned the dial in the right direction, took a shower, made some tension relieving tea, took a sleep aid and popped in a good movie for an hour, then moved all the food back to the correct temperature fridge and fell asleep quicker than you could say Spoiled Food. All is well. My yogurt tasted and smelled fine and today is another day. I can now laugh about it, blog about it and share my mistakes with others because it's all okay and as Scarlett O'Hara often said... "I won't think about that now. I'll think about that tomorrow."
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