A LITTLE FRIDGE LOVE

I thought my fridge was dying. I am taught to expect it, what with planned obsolescence and all. As early as last summer, I remember the laboured vibrations that started to echo through the house. When the fan turned on, it was becoming so loud that I started to shop for another one. It has been almost 15 years, after all. I found the paperwork from the place that did appliance repairs when it was under warranty, and was going to call them for a Hail Mary today.

Instead, I googled fridge maintenance and mostly found videos of coils at the backs of fridges that needed to be vacuumed. I got out the vacuum, that had its own maintenance issue ( I did find that quarter round moulding I was looking for!), and discovering the back of my fridge was almost totally inaccessible, which was unlike the video. I pushed it back in place, resolved to call for one last maintenance look after the house was vacuumed, and took the faceplate off at the foot of the freezer bottom to finish the kitchen. I guess it had been a while because this is what I found:

It sounds much better now! Purring, actually! Poor thing!