Brit Boy came home early today. So we were making a bit of lunch/early dinner. We were cooking together, which is something that we both enjoy. Anyway, Brit Boy was going into the refrigerator, back and forth, and I noticed that every time he would close the door, it would thud and sound like it wasn’t shutting. Our refrigerator here is the type that is short and is tucked underneath the counter. So you have to sort of scrunch down to look inside sometimes.
Brit Boy was busily at the stove doing his thing and I was at the counter chopping vegetables. We kept wondering what was going on with the refrigerator so I crouched down and saw that the seal wasn’t sticking when we closed the door. Well, we both kept wondering what was wrong and then decided that we had to call a repairman because the food would spoil. We were getting ready to call the repairman, when Brit Boy saw that we had a big jar sitting in the door that was barring it from closing. We both laughed at the fact that it took us a few minutes to figure this out. We were just glad that it was only a jar in the way and that we didn’t have a repair bill coming to us.