Fridge

So the last couple days my mom has been on a full mission trying to find a new refrigerator because the old one decided that ice cream should now be served as soup. After a deep dive of research, she picked one but decided we needed to cut part of a cabinet to make room for a taller fridge. She ordered it and then immediately started panicking that it wouldn’t fit through the door, but I assured her it would if they just took the doors off. Flash forward to this morning, the delivery guys brought it in with no problem at all, like it was never even a question. They removed the old fridge, everything was going smoothly, and I said, “Hey, I think the handles should go on the other side.” She said that’s how the old one was and it didn’t matter, then swung the doors open… right into the counter. So now to get anything out, you have to open the fridge, grab your stuff, and walk around the door like it’s an obstacle course just to set it down. I’m sure there will be a realization moment in a few days, but for now we’re just taking the scenic route to the counter, no surprise there. 

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