Charlie and I have solved the age old question – What’s the secret to a successful marriage?
Since moving into the apartment, we obviously had to give up our basement fridge. The catch all for things we bought when we were hungry, that we didn’t really need. Items that basically ended up rotting in two weeks and then were tossed out, never to see the light of day – but we still loved having it. We deemed it a necessary item to put into storage.
Basically, we wanted to make sure we could waste more money in the next house.
However, this cute little fridge eliminated the who gets more real estate debate regarding the kitchen fridge. It was our little peace treaty. Our compromise. It never took sides. It accepted either one of us that was relegated to the basement with our non-essential items with open, perfectly-temperature-controlled arms on any given week.
Now on shopping days it’s like Nightmare on Elm Street with our lone fridge. Both of us huffing and puffing for space, daydreaming of the way it once was.
So, yes, upon the many things we’re excited for when we leave this place and finally get into our house, near the top of the list is definitely getting back our beloved basement fridge.
*photo credit: google image search