At least, that's what I thought. The other day, our vacuum cleaner wasn't working. So I, being "the man" fixed it. That's right. I actually fixed an appliance. I took it apart, replaced one of the parts, and it actually worked after I put it back together.
And then it happened. Anne was vacuuming out the car with it, and it literally came apart in her hands. I've never seen anything like it. The worst part is, it shocked the fire out of her (although i am pretty sure that I had nothing to do with that part).
So we went from having a vacuum that wasn't working to a vacuum that isn't working and is in pieces. I'm talented.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
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