Our house is in turmoil. In the next week or so we're having our kitchen ripped out by the short and curlies.
Granted, I have a swish and swanky and oh-so-uber-cool modern grey and steel kitchen to look forward to, but in the meantime it's a constant headache of appliance ordering, waiting in for deliveries, choosing worktops, taps, flooring, being measured, being measured again, waiting in for tradesmen...the list goes on.
I've learnt more terminology about kitchen planning than I ever wanted to know, and had my eyes opened to the endless list of sink possibilities.
Everything is packed and squirrelled away, I can't find a wooden spoon for the life of me, never mind the sandwich toaster, and I'm not looking forward to 3 weeks of takeaways (ok then, maybe a little bit).
The one thing that's keeping me sane, is our new fridge freezer.
It's arrived ahead of time, and is rather elegantly being housed in our dining room for the moment, awaiting the transformation of our tired kitchen into something more becoming for a beautiful, sleek and downright gorgeous beast of an appliance.
It arrived, via my side gate (which had to be removed from it's hinges), carried by 2 burly men using some kind of physic-defying lifting straps. They expertly guided it in through the back door with millimetres to spare, and wheeled it into it's temporary home.
Clever wheels mean that despite it's undeniable weight and unwieldy size, it actually glides across the floor quite gracefully.
And in our dining room he currently sits. For he has now become a 'he', elevated to a status where he has a gender and a personality. I think he's a bit sad because he's not yet fully functioning. He's not plumbed in at his temporary home, so can't show off his swanky filtered chilled water dispenser. Nor can he administer crushed ice to my smoothies yet, or glorious chunky clear ice cubes for my G & T, but he can bide his time. Perhaps he's heard from his cousin over at my parent's house that Ruby will endlessly pester him for ice in her drinks, so I think he's probably enjoying the peace right now. I'm still figuring out if I can somehow combine it with my demi johns of wine and have chilled Pinot on tap...
Even though he's not in situ yet, I couldn't leave him alone. A fridge freezer like the Samsung Showcase is crying out to be used. To be filled up with the best food and drink you can possibly find.
He's itching to show off his clever double-door arrangement. The 'showcase' door opens to reveal all your most regularly used items like milk and butter and wine (what?). The inner door opens to reveal the main fridge in all it's all-around-cooling-glory. I am loving the versatility of the storage, and the fact that you can use it to meet your families needs. I can see straightaway that this is going to allow me to keep a much better handle on my food planning, allow me to see and access everything I have and I hope ultimately save me money and wasted food. My old fridge had an entire shelf crammed full of jars of goodness knows what. I never knew what was in there, and mostly could never be bothered to root about and look.
Here's a little video of me checking it out once the delivery men had left. I'm still a little bit in awe of it so apologies for sounding like a love-struck teenager.
It has so many clever features, many of which I'm still discovering, and I'm sure once he's fully at home in our brand-spanking new kitchen, I'll be able to tell you even more about how in love with him I am. But for now, I'll just stroke him adoringly.
Disclosure: I was sent the fridge freezer to review.