My teeny-weenie desktop fridge, where I’ve been storing pumped milk at work, died sometime last night.

I left it on last night, because I had a yogurt in there that I hadn’t eaten. When I came in this morning, it was off, and I thought, “Damn! I thought I left that on. I’m an idiot.” And I threw away the warm yogurt.

But when I pumped this morning, and went to put the results of my effort into the fridge, I found that it was already set to “cold.”

Fooooeeeey. Phooey. Putoooey.

Off to the shared fridge for the whole floor (ick!) and I guess I will be bringing in a little cooler pack from now on. Dagnabit.

At least I got enough sleep that I’m not doing all this for 2 measly ounces.