The Third thing broke

I cleaned out my laundry the other day, it was a mess and I didn't want any service man seeing that. It had been on my list for that day anyway. While I was sweeping the lint off the walls and floor, I thought it would be easier to use the vaccum but then decided that I wasn't going to risk breaking that too.

I got up the next morning, opened the curtains in the loungeroom and the cord broke, was so relieved that it was the third thing and that I could now believe it was all over.

Mum tried telling it wasn't my fault the machine broke, I had no idea the door didn't open for 3 minutes after the machine turned off and she said it had been getting increasing hard to open. They had a serviceman out and he replaced the parts, told her that the part had been wearing thin.

He refused to do our machine at the time, he doesn't fix that brand of machine. Yesterday a workmate of my husband came out, they pulled the machine apart and spent ages trying to work out what was wrong with the door lock. In the end they pulled out the computer card and noted scorch marks on it. He's taken it away to see if he can repair it.

We cleaned out the garage yesterday, it's a real dumping ground, anything we (meaning I) don't want in the house gets dumped out there. I hadn't been able to get to check the vacuum system for ages and as soon as that was clear I was able to do it. The bag had broken, I am glad I didn't use it the other day. I ended up having to vacuum out the vacuum, using Mum's vacuum which thankfully went back home intact. We were hoping to make enough room for one of the cars, in fact we made room for both. Now if only we can get the driveway finished to be able to get the cars into the garage.