It took two weeks, about 90 calls, 30 emails, and lots of negotiation to finally replace our fridge. I really hope it works.

Understatement of the year.

Now with that stress off my shoulders, I feel like the ball's rolling. I threw out the bad food (which had to weigh at least 50 pounds... too bad we tried to move the fridge with all that food in it), cleared the sink, and organized some loose wires. Maybe we'll finish unpacking yet.

Why do I end up second guessing myself?

I might try and surprise myself.