The new fridge arrived.
That’s it wrapped up in all its plastic and padding. The delivery guys had to take the kitchen doors off to get it through, but then we did the installation ourselves.
Well, my uncle and my bro did it. My uncle used to do refrigerators and plumbing and air-conditioning and all that so it’s his wheelhouse.
See how sad and naked it looks? Don’t worry, we filled it.
And more importantly, the magnets are back.
Hubby hates them, but boo hoo.
And now I have to make dinner.
Have a fridge magnet kinda day!