I hate technology.
OK, so I don't HATE it, but lately, I loathe the way it has of letting you down.
You know what I mean, it is the garage door that refuses to go down ALL THE WAY, it stays open just far enough for the neigbors cat to go in and out as it pleases. The garbage disposal that eats half an orange peel just to stop grinding and hum at you in blatant opposition. (or are these just our appliances?)
Our dryer has been stupid since the day we brought it home (second hand). It likes having clothes inside its big metal-drummed belly so much it takes 3 cycles to completly dry a normal sized load, therefore taking almost 4 hours to finish one load!
I have never had the pleasure of a new vacuum cleaner. I have been the proud owner of 2 used ones. Which have broken. The latest "new-to-us" model started smoking and producing a tatalizing burning smell a couple of weeks ago. I have since borrowed a friends'... (it.was.MARVOLOUS!) and am now in a dire situation... ours is still broken and there is now more dog hair on my floor then on the dog.
Ihavetold you aboutthe sticking spacebaron my keyboard...right?
Our furnace has evidentally tired of full-time employment and decided to take impromptu holidays. It works splindidly one hour... and doesn't work at all the next. And, let me tell you, the baby looks silly in hoodies over footie pajamas and 3 pairs of socks. However, it does little to detour him from laughing and drooling on all of his toys!
And to top it all off, my hair dryer sounds as if it will blow up in my face at any moment! What is a girl to do? I have onsets of sudden terrors at the thought of not being able to blowdry my hair! Of being forced out in public with only half of my hair straightened and the other half a frizzy mess! I am in love with my dryer and round brush! I have formed a close bond with this dryer. I have memorized where all the settings are without needing to look, as well as have attachments that help in all styling situations! My difuser is lovely...and most needed on days when my ensemble calls for curly hair! I fear my dryer is on its last leg and I will be forced to stand in the isle at wal-mart weighing my hair-drying options...wattage, attachments, settings, retractable cords, barrel length...it is just too much right now... I am not yet ready to part with my hairdryer...
Oh, and the clock in our bedroom is stuck on quarter til five...
However, my hairdryer did not give up today, and my tummy-sucking-in undies are doing their job! There is always a silver lining!