Oh no, I feel you! I had something eerily similar happen last year—my fridge turned into a mini swamp overnight. I woke up to a puddle in the kitchen and a carton of milk that smelled like it had hosted its own party. I had just been bragging about how it survived my nephew’s birthday bash with 20 screaming kids. Lesson learned: even “vintage champs” can betray you. I ended up calling dryer repair stockton , and they were lifesavers—quick, professional, and my fridge actually behaves now. Don’t let your ice cream graveyard get any bigger!