So this weekend we bought and stamped Xmas cards, did ALL of our (non-online) Xmas shopping...and then last night our microwave oven died (BTW, how long should a microwave live? This one was a wedding present, meaning it made it to within a week of exactly ten years of regular use...is that good?). Needless to say, the look I got from my better half as she trudged out the door this morning to work, and I was sitting on the couch in my pajamas, coffee in one hand and remote control in the other, was not friendly.
I need a job.
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