If you happen to be doing laundry one night and notice a puddle on the floor beside your washing machine what do you do? Let’s say you decide to investigate the leak and you remove the front of the washer (while it’s still washing) would you be startled if you saw this sign?
I have to admit it was a little unsettling to see this little guy getting electrocuted. I never figured out where the leak was coming from. But oddly it only leaks when the front panel is on. So I’ve left it off for now. Amazing how after you see that little man a few times you don’t even notice the “DANGER” sign above his head. You only notice that his legs look a lot longer than they should be.
I guess it’s because I live alone that I’m learning to be quite independent. My dad looks at me with frustration … outlined with a little pride when he sees pictures like these:
In case you can’t make out the pictures (the quality is quite poor), this is what it looks like when you stuff a recliner into the back of a Volkswagen Beetle. I really couldn’t believe that I was able to do it, but I thrive on challenges like this. After removing said recliner from the Beetle I proceeded to drag it upstairs by myself. This is really only the beginning of the stupid things that living by yourself forces you into (especially if you are impatient, obsessive compulsive, and too proud to ask for help).
Am I the only one that knows what it’s like to not want to ask for help?