|Another cartoon sketch by my Dad|
For example, our refrigerator broke down (in Texas, in July) and so I had to scramble to get a new one without actually venturing out into the world of possible plague-carriers. I actually found a good one online that got delivered today, but I discovered it's a HUGE amount of work to get everything out of one refrigerator and repack it into another before everything rots.
And amazingly, even though I didn't materially help the guys installing the new refrigerator, I still managed to need a weed whip to help make it happen, tore the skin off my knuckles, then later pitched myself wildly into the street and ripped my pants and knee open. It's a long story, but the short version is this: I suck at taking time off.
But now I have ice for my well-earned drink.
|On the plus side, ripped jeans are stylish - right?|