Meltdown

Kiara turned off the deep freeze. Maybe this morning but probably yesterday. Guess I have a "handy" dial on the outside that controls the temperature? Perfect. I had a solid 3 days of breast milk in there. My little white bags of freedom. The only fleeting chance I have of leaving the house alone is in those bags. I had a meltdown. Looking at my fresh(not frozen!) blueberries and now mostly soft bags of milk, I cried. Big-ugly-I-can't-catch-my-breath cry. May have over-reacted. May have blown it out of proportion. Judge me. I would.
After I calmed down, before I threw everything out, I went to every one's best friend:google. Read some things and decided I could risk it. Sanity restored.