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My Toaster! Some would be impressed that 5 seconds after pushing the lever...out flys the untoasted bread!
That lever has been a bane of my existance...yet As My family says...Mom, ya have to have one thing in this house that isnt't perfect....Let it be the toaster :P Granted they know I am far from perfect but it does make me smile now when the toaster fights me ...I laugh and tell this inanimate object....Just remember who is perfect :P
My dishwasher dispenser didn't open when I ran it yesterday. Unfortunately I didn't realize it until AFTER I put all the dishes away so now I have to figure out which stuff has to be rewashed.
Well, last night I put like five dishes in the dishwasher, planning to fill it today and wash those dishes. But apparently I was on automatic and I just put the soap in and washed - five dishes (and three pieces of silverware).
At least my two coffee mugs were clean this morning.
i have a nice pair of fur-lined winter boots but sometimes when i'm out walking in them, my small ankle socks get pushed off my feet halfway so it's just the end of my feet that are in socks. it's a weird feeling.
At least it didn't happen at the same time I had an older pair of undies on, under tight jeans. I guess the aged elastic allowed the underwear to fall down, half an inch at a time, until it was under my cheek, and almost like a g-string, lol. It just feels strange when you're smiling and talking to people and being slightly distracted wondering how soon you can find a quiet and secret place to hike them up or just take them off.
it's probably time to treat myself to new socks and under-garments.
He bought a pair of boots on clearance. He was so happy about them. Got home and realized that he had bought THE SAME PAIR he bought on clearance last year - same brand and everything. Only the soles are a different color. I told him he needs to be sure that he puts each pair at opposite ends of the closet or he will get out in public and realize that he has on one boot with a brown sole and one boot with a black sole.
He bought a pair of boots on clearance. He was so happy about them. Got home and realized that he had bought THE SAME PAIR he bought on clearance last year - same brand and everything. Only the soles are a different color. I told him he needs to be sure that he puts each pair at opposite ends of the closet or he will get out in public and realize that he has on one boot with a brown sole and one boot with a black sole.
At least his taste is consistent.
LOL. I’ve done that before, but not with clothing items. I’m going to chalk it up to age-related memory issues.
Well, now he can stretch the lifespan of his favorite style of boots by alternating their usage.
He bought a pair of boots on clearance. He was so happy about them. Got home and realized that he had bought THE SAME PAIR he bought on clearance last year - same brand and everything. Only the soles are a different color. I told him he needs to be sure that he puts each pair at opposite ends of the closet or he will get out in public and realize that he has on one boot with a brown sole and one boot with a black sole.
At least his taste is consistent.
I did that recently, bought a pair of new tennis shoes, or runners or athletic shoes, not sure what the name is exactly. When I grew up those types of shoes were called "tennis shoes" even though I have only played tennis a handful of times, but, I digress.
I went and picked up some of the "shoes" and I was all jazzed that I got a good deal, like 25% off so I was happier than a pig in mud.
I get home and started looking at my old shoes and I realized that it's the exact same brand, same color, same everything. LOL
I felt a slight wave of annoyance, but I actually did sort of murmur to myself, "well, at least I know what I like and am consistent."
Funny stuff. I don't know if it's a man thing or just I happen to be similar to your husband that way.
Instead of posting this sentence, I should be doing my taxes.
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, but I actually did sort of murmur to myself, "well, at least I know what I like and am consistent." 
