I’ve hated my refrigerator from the day we moved in to this house. Every dumb inch of it’s side by side stainless steel-ness has bothered me.

From the water line that constantly freezes and unfreezes whenever it feels like messing with my 100 ounce daily water consumption needs to the fact that you can’t fit a baking sheet in either the refrigerator OR freezer section unless it’s the smallest one I own and I spend 10 minutes rearranging things to the dying moans it sometimes makes when it wants to tease us into thinking it’s on it’s last leg (yes, I would’ve been happy about that).

So, we bought a new one yesterday.

But, not wanting to go out without a bang, of course this one gave me one last slap in the face as I tried to get the chocolate on these cookies to set and stuck the cooling rack in the fridge.

After the aforementioned 10 minutes of rearranging and playing fridge Jenga with everything else so I could fit the rack of cookies on the shelf, an ill-placed container of yogurt fell down smack on top of the rack getting chocolate everywhere and flipping cookies over with its weight.