My life changed a bit the week the refrigerator was pulled out. It was fun! There were far fewer steps from there to the sink and stove. I couldn’t believe how handy everything was. Plates were nearby, and so were raw ingredients and utensils. A time study would have been nice to see how much shorter meal prep was. Daughter Kate and I had no trouble with the detour, and the dog seemed fine with it, too.

The rearrangement was not esthetically pleasing, so when I determined the problem was with the defrosting system and not the ice maker, the fridge went back in its place. It has gone a month and a half between leaks, but it sometimes waits only a week. The other day I finally heard it happen while Logan was playing Boggle with me. It was easy to sop up the water with paper towels, though I should get a sponge for the long haul. I think it’s amazing what one change inside a house can make, even if it is short-lived.