We have a (another) offer on our home that we accepted after a insane low ball amount this evening. After watching my phone like Jerry McQuire watching the fax machine as he was waiting on Rod Tidwells offer we got done with bullshit and got a serious offer. Then we countered and we mutually agreed after they held me hostage for my refrigerator of all things. Really? My fridge.

At first I was like hell no, it's mine get your own… Some good friends we were out with said to "let it go, it's a refrigerator, buy a new one". but as I tried to counter their logic it fell on deaf ears and I just gave in. Fine- it's yours.

I have been thinking about taking someone else's fridge? It's kinda like someone else's socks, it's a personal/family thing. A refrigerator is King of the kitchen and central to everything in the home while also potentially harboring ebola, salmonellae and in the case of serial killers, severed heads! Yeah, you keep my reefer- 5 years of moldy cheese, rotten produce past expiration and I think theres a jar of Ragu from 2010 in the far back left corner and some spoiled milk?

The more I think about this I'm just gonna buy a new one…