There is no joy to be had in shopping for a fridge. The basic metrics for a fridge is that it is big enough, allows easy access to chilled foodstuffs, doesn’t consume a lot of electricity -- not exactly the raw stuff of excitement.  I can’t see “Come on kids! We’re going to easily access our chilled food-stuffs!” getting small child and potential sibling jumping up and down. Perhaps you could get a fridge with a clever ice/water dispenser on the front. We opted not to because we thought it was just another thing that could break. Plus I don’t drink water, and the wife likes water at room temperature. Maybe the ice/water things are exciting. Who knows. Also, all the appliances and paint in our kitchen are white, thus denying us the micro-modicum of excitement associated with a modern looking stainless steel fridge.

What is seriously not-so-exciting is that fridges aren’t free. The money that one exchanges for conveniently accessible chilled foodstuffs could pay for quite an enjoyable vacation -- so long as you’re willing to drive instead of fly.  But if you can afford a fridge, and your current fridge is busted, it kind of makes sense to buy a new one, which is exactly what we did last weekend. It should be delivered tomorrow ... sometime in the morning ... or the afternoon ... unless it comes in the evening.