So I got an email from Melanie, our neighbor and good friend (and even better friend after this experience). She dropped off some mail at our apartment the other day only to notice a rank smell. Apparently our freezer decided to defrost and make a stinky mess. I’m a little choked because I had it stocked exactly how I like it. I had [homemade] bread in there so we could have something for breakfast when we got home and some freezer meals and lots of meat divided into proportions, etc. I can only imagine the disastrous state! But I am counting my blessings because although I’ll be grocery shopping like a maniac when I get back, I didn’t have to clean up the mess. Pretty sure I would’ve had an emotional break down if we had come home to that.

Thanks Mel. I owe you one.