Yesterday I was whining about the broken printer and today I came home to a broken dishwasher. I was happily ensconced in Juvenile Hall, drawing with the boys and chatting with the girls but when I got home Steve was hand washing an enormous load of dishes in the sink. (He's a good man.) I can't wait to see what tomorrow will bring!
When consternation hits it's best to just slink off, curl up on the sofa and escape into Words With Friends. Fortunately I had a list of players waiting for me to take my turn, so I had a long session to cool my jets. I rarely win, but I sure enjoy the game!
I just got a new washing machine and my daughter a new dishwasher. Evidently nothing is lasting like it "used to" or did it ever truly last anyhow?
ReplyDeleteYes! There was a fix-it mentality and things were made that could be repaired. Planned obsolescence wasn't part of the equation when I was a kid.
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