I've been really sad the last few days, sure that my ice maker was dead. Every time I go to get ice, there are but maybe ten ice cubes left. It finally clicked today that those ten ice cubes should be long gone by now and the reason it's so low is that between Evan and me, we're using up ice at the same rate the ice maker can make it. When it's just me here, it's always full. Phew.