DH left again for a short TDY again.
I resigned to the fact, and looked at the positives. Less laundry, less food preparation, chick flicks, I convinced myself all was well.
Until..
I went to flush the toilet and nothing happened.
Seriously? Seriously?
Did I not just fix one wash machine, only to replace it? In good news, it looks like an easy fix, the flush lever broke.
I must say my confidence in my skills at this point are not beaming one bit.
I think I might be going crazy, as I am cussing under my breath at the wash machine, and now the toilet.
