Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Got up this morning and there was brown liquid on top of the fridge door.  Sure enough, I opened the freezer, and stuff in there was melting.

Just when I was starting to feel well enough to tackle some of the chores that have been waiting, they get put on hold again so that I can empty out the freezer, take stuff to a friend's house, put the rest on ice, and go out looking for another fridge that will fit the small space available (any larger than the existing one and it blocks the doorway, but that's the only place to put it).  And then collapse for a week because the physical exertion is too much for me, while laundry and dishes pile up because I can't get out of bed for more than a minute or two without passing out.

And, of course, this has to happen when the person who usually drives me is not available, so I'm going to have to take the bus to look for this mythical small-outside/large-inside fridge.