When we were cooking breakfast on Saturday, the fridge made a strange noise. It kind of clanked for a minute and then we heard the sound of streaming water.
Matt and I dealt with it in our typical fashions: I turned up the music because I employ the same "if you can't hear the weird noise it's not happening" strategy in my car and it works just fine. Meanwhile Matt pulled the fridge away from the wall to check for leaks and then got out the owner's manual.
After a few minutes we chalked it up to a fluke and went on with our lives. Later that afternoon I ran to the grocery store and called Matt to ask what kind of fruit cups he wanted, and he said "peaches in sugar-free strawberry gel, but I gotta go, the fridge is leaking a lot."
It took me a minute to process the leaking fridge because I was trying to wrap my mind around his request of peaches in sugar-free strawberry gel. But things really sunk in when I got home and saw a vast array of tools on the kitchen floor, a pool of water, and no Matt.
I figured he'd gone to the hardware store because desperate times call for a trip to Lowe's, and judging by the fact that the hunting knife he uses to clean pheasants was lying on the floor beside the oven, it seemed to be a desperate time.
He got home a few minutes later with a fix for the problem, which was a cracked drip pan. I half-halfheartedly offered assistance, and when he didn't jump right on my offer I did what any wise wife would do and got the heck out of dodge.
I decided to go to the library and then for a walk around the grounds of a local cathedral and some old estates because one of us should be able to relax on a Saturday afternoon.
It was a nice day and I spent the time imagining that the rich people who lived in those mansions probably never had to worry about a cracked drip pan or be humbled by the amount of dust that gathers behind the fridge that you don't think about until you have to move it.
When I got home from my walk, the fridge was fixed and the kitchen was back in order.
So I guess our own little castle isn't so bad after all.