Well, well, the month is almost half over, time seems to be rushing by for some strange reason and I do not know why. I also do not know why you have to pre-wash the pots, pans, and plates before you put them in the dishwasher.
I mean, “it is a dishwasher.” Right?
Refrigerator quit yesterday, so I got the manual out of the drawer over by the toaster and started reading. Always a pleasant endeavor on a quiet Monday afternoon.
In the course of my reading, I determined the cause of the shut down (refrigerator was set too close to the wall) and located the necessary steps in the book to fix the appliance.
Wife comes home and asks why the refrigerator is out in the middle of the room?
So I dutifully explain to her in detail what it is that I have learned this day, how it came to be, the whole nine yards.
Now I have to admit, I am feeling pretty full of myself at this point in the game, I have fixed a major appliance Foo-pah (Okie Technical Term) in the home, I am the King Of My Castle.
Please take into consideration that I have not been to appliance repair school nor am I graduate of any fix it university. So after hearing all I had to offer on the subject, my bride looks at me and says, “My car is outta gas.”
I cannot catch a break.
The next thing you know she will be on my case about the old truck in the backyard.
If it isn’t one thing … It is another around here.