It made me laugh
So, I write this big post about how there's no pity party here, and wherever we're headed, it's not staying in the state of mind I've been in for about a week, and after I write it, I'm feeling pretty good. I was dead-dog tired when I got home from work. My back hurting I think takes a toll on me physically some days, and today was one of those some days. But, after I wrote my little post, I felt refreshed.
I cooked enchiladas for dinner. I remembered to come back and add the part about the fridge. I packed myself a lunch to take to work. I haven't done that in almost eight years. I started the dishes and the sink kinda backed up. No big deal, sometimes the disposal gets plugged. I just gave it a little twist with my hand. In hindsight, I'm petty sure that's where the finger full of metal slivers came from.
It started draining, all right.
On the floor.
Somehow or other, the seals inside the old Badger 5 gave up.
If you read my previous post, you'll understand why I think this is just absolutely hilarious. God is always right on time, and I'm not blaming him for the disposal quitting. It's just time for it to be new, and it's keeping me from staying where I was at. No time to be in a funk; there's work to be done, and that's the last appliance in the kitchen that hasn't been replaced since I moved in.
Gotta love this old house. And I'm thankful every day for it.
I cooked enchiladas for dinner. I remembered to come back and add the part about the fridge. I packed myself a lunch to take to work. I haven't done that in almost eight years. I started the dishes and the sink kinda backed up. No big deal, sometimes the disposal gets plugged. I just gave it a little twist with my hand. In hindsight, I'm petty sure that's where the finger full of metal slivers came from.
It started draining, all right.
On the floor.
Somehow or other, the seals inside the old Badger 5 gave up.
If you read my previous post, you'll understand why I think this is just absolutely hilarious. God is always right on time, and I'm not blaming him for the disposal quitting. It's just time for it to be new, and it's keeping me from staying where I was at. No time to be in a funk; there's work to be done, and that's the last appliance in the kitchen that hasn't been replaced since I moved in.
Gotta love this old house. And I'm thankful every day for it.
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