Ooh, Shiny...

When I moved into my new flat, there was a manky, but perfectly fine refrigerator. By the time I fully moved in, however, the freezer door was broken to the point where it wouldn't close. Being the frugal person that I am, this meant that I didn't buy anything that needed refrigeration and didn't even turn it on (what - am I made of money??). When I informed the landlord of this situation, he kindly said he'd be over to check it out. I assumed I would return to a duct taped freezer or some such nonsense. Now, this isn't because I think he's a horrid landlord, but that's the course of action I would certainly take. Instead, I got the delightful message on my machine: "Well, that should probably have been replaced ages ago, so we're putting a new one in tomorrow morning if that suits you." Oh the shock -- the pleased shock!

And new refrigerator indeed! It is gorgeous and new! Sparkling white with compartments with differing cooling systems for best kept vegetables, dairy, and hypothetical meat individually! Thinking back, I have never had a new fridge at my disposal. I mean, the family one was perfectly fine and wonderful, but not "new" in my conscious memory. My student housing has been less than ideal. My first new fridge! There should be a card for such an occasion. I am going to go out and buy the necessary fridge-stuffing food and things and bask, yes bask, in my newfound wealth and luxury.