This time by Pepe Rojo in Flurb online. (Previous TJ sf here.)
This story has flavors of both Philip K. Dick and J.G. Ballard. For example:
"It was an awful day," Dolly answered with a smile. "Everything was going well until the paper came. It was written in another language, but the pictures and the cartoons were all right, so I decided not to worry about it. At noon, the fridge had a nervous breakdown, and it defrosted. When I walked in, the kitchen was flooded. I had to mop the floor, sweep it, call the supermarket for more ice, and then call the therapist. He promised to have the fridge back this weekend."