Tuesday, November 8, 2011

I Think Our House Is Trying to Annoy Us to Death

It didn’t stop with the dust. And now, in hindsight, maybe I have to give a smidgen of the blame to the house itself. (Nah, the dust was mostly Hub’s fault. No denying that.)

Last night, as I was emptying the dishwasher, I noticed a plastic lid had fallen down and melted all over the heating coil all the way in the back and at a weird angle. And it was stuck there, but good. I can’t remember how long it took us to pry it loose, but it involved a lot of weird tools (tongs?) and some muffled cursing (there were kids hovering). I hope we got it all because I can’t crane my neck that far around to see and I really don’t want to burn the house down for the sake of clean dishes.

Them mere moments later, a spoon that was invisible until the spilt second when Hub turned on the disposal lodged itself in the gears so tightly I thought the sink was in for some major surgery (by me because Hub is good at many things but mechanical repair is not one of them). With a wing and a prayer (and more cursing), the spoon, too, came loose before I had to break out the toolbox.

Come on. That’s a lot of weird, possibly damaging stuff happening all at once. I’m thinking it might be time to can the Ghostbusters.

1 comment:

  1. That is a lot of weird stuff at once. I would definitely call someone for an exorcism.