And my dryer just caught fire.
Yikes! I suddenly feel I should go back to the basement while my laundry is in the dryer.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
And my dryer just caught fire.
Yikes! I suddenly feel I should go back to the basement while my laundry is in the dryer.
That's why I don't run my dryer if I'm not in the apartment. Despite their best efforts, I don't think my cats are actually capable of digging their way out through a wall should the need to escape arise.
Yikes brenda!
So my son the other day turned on a fan and sparks started flying. He yelled and turned it off, and luckily that was that.
OMG I am so tired I can't read what I'm typing. I'm going to bed.
Catching up...brenda, I'm glad the fire was contained to the dryer though I hope the damage is repairable. Scary shit there.
I am guilty of turning the dryer on and leaving, either the house or to go to bed. I should probably not do that.
Today is full of meetings when I'd rather curl up with a book and read/nap the day away. Blast this paycheck thing.
About 10,000 years ago, humans started abandoning the hunter-gatherer lifestyle in favor of farming and technology. And after all those years we have dryers that catch fire?
I'm very tired and my brain isn't working. And I have to call a client to try to figure out a problem for them. Do you think I can just not call the client and claim I forgot how to use a phone?
That's it, I'm going back to gathering. I don't think I can pull off hunting.
Maybe I can follow a herd of ruminants around and steal some milk for making cheese, I do like cheese.
Oh, good an extra urgent task waiting for me from half hour before my day is supposed to start.
There are also bonus cupcakes waiting for me, which takes some of the sting out. But not all.
My coworker is on the phone with a library patron, and is looking up reviews of wine for this patron. Charles Shaw wines. Hee!
I'm very tired and my brain isn't working.
That was me yesterday. I was in such a fog that I was wondering if I'd locked to door on my way out. Because doors, how do they work?
I was slightly more successful at prying myself out of bed this morning. Which is good because I have so much work to do.
Oh, and it's my 7 year work anniversary today.