We have reached Shrine Time again and the bottomless pit pocket is currently being dug into.
Last week it was the lawn mower which had a requiem mass due to is long grass cutting service. Well, it was 18 years old - my how time flymos.
This week it is the poor microwave which did its last dog's dinner yesterday and caused a rumpus when he who still just about has the compeetoes discovered that he could not get his potato cooked, after my failed attempts. The worst part about it was the five minute testing time intervals. Why is it that when something is broken it gets switched on and off many times in the hope that it might work even though you know it is not going to.
All this testing made a hot and bother me even more so and by the time he had finished diddling about and decided that his potato was going to stay in the raw, the rest of the meal was feeling lukewarm even though it had been gassed and hob jobbed.
Well, after the minor aggravation the microwave was deemed unfit for work, and after a chill meal was eaten, on came EbuyGum and research for a replacement started in earnest.
The microwave will have no such requiem send off because its service has not been sparkling and has been quite short lived. Of course it is just out of guarantee and that is the case with the washing machines - I am on the third one of those and expecting another any day now when this gives up the ghost.
Toasters toast in at four but then I killed the last one due to over-zealous cleaning. I bashed the life out of it to get rid of a foreign object that had dropped in uninvited. Well, it was on the way out so I did not feel too bad about its demise at my hands.
Coffee machines - well I have lost count but they are rather overworked here so that is understandable. I expect there are one or two residing up in the loft in case the current one goes and there is hope that a rest in the attic will make things work again. The usual Press it and see, or Give it a rest and see, Syndrome strikes again.
I draw the line at fridges and washing machines hanging around so it is fortunate that we have only lost two fridges and are praying for the freezers to last another ten years. I am being hopeful here because they are both over 20 years old which only goes to prove that they don't make them like they used to. No, we did not live in spin for a few years it was just that one freezer came with the house and the other came with he who holds on to the compeetoes and anything electric for as long as possible. Yes, he was once a batchelor gay, foot loose and fancy free and he did housework then too!
I am still on my first husband but don't expect a replacement, through choice, (even if they do housework), when this model thinks that pushing up daisies is more fun than mowing them even with a brand new motor type one. Gone are the days of flying and he is back to having wheels so what does that say. I don't know I will have to think about that one but at least they are not stabilizers.
Oh well, nothing lasts forever except housework.
