That was the beginning of the end.
For about one day after it broke, I felt just like a pilgrim while I actually cooked everything. On the stove. (Pilgrims had stoves, right?)
Then after much furious texting between hubby and I (while he was in some "important" meetings) about how much microwaves cost "nowadays," I texted hubby from Lowe's: Babe, the cheapest microwave is $120.00 and it looks like it would hold one bag of single serve popcorn. I *think* it belongs in a hotel. A hotel where only one person will be staying.
About 15 minutes and $260 later, I walked out with a sleek, stainless steel, working microwave that can *almost* hold a 9 x 13 pan. Damn my faulty measuring.
That's when it all went down the crapper.
The complete list of everything in our house that has broken since the 11 year old microwave died in January:
1. The air conditioner.
2. The water heater.
3. My trusty, dependable 20 year old hair dryer.
4. The puppy.
5. The garbage disposal. Seriously? Whose garbage disposal up and breaks??? I swear I didn't even put a fork in it.
6. The cheese drawer on the ancient (white) fridge. Firstly, who still has a white fridge? Secondly, I know this isn't a real "break," but damn it if it isn't annoying to not be able to close that drawer properly.
7. The Keurig. (Thankfully hubby was able to fix that before I had to even miss one cup of coffee. Thank you, hubby for not making me kill anyone.)
And, today I came back from my run to this:
Hubby: The TV broke while you were gone.
$%&*#% $%&*%$ is what I said.
Seriously? I feel like I want to bury a saint in my front yard or go to a curandero, or have my house blessed. Again. Cheesus, Mary, and Joseph. Someone cut me a break.
|Photo courtesy: forums: redflagdeals.com I bet you didn't even know people still had TVs like this. We do and now ours is broken. If you hear screaming it's us being dragged into this century by force.|