Please stop unplugging my fridge. I don't understand how you do it, although I suspect we need to rearrange something so you
can't, but my food is probably all spoiled. I know it's fun to watch me crawl into your bed to fix it, but you really need to not lay on the cord!
I need to call Dad (you refer to him as GJ), and ask if he has any ideas. Unfortunately, I don't know when that'll happen.
Your loving and protecting mom/handler/partner,