What else could go wrong?
How about a cracked pan of lasagna in the oven, found by me when I suddenly said, “What smells like it is burning?”
And a dryer that won’t dry the clothes that Mac brought back from the laundromat a little damp. It has been 1.5 hours on high, and they are now just getting dry. We are checking the vent.
ETA: Mac went out to dig into the dryer vent. There was some lint, some twigs, and oh, a big spider. He decided to attack it with the hose. Now there is water in my laundry closet because, you know, the vent leads inside to the dryer. Heh.
I took out the cracked pan of lasagna, and touched a hot spot with my arm. I of course, exclaimed “s**t” which James then repeated about three times.
Quote Mac: “Maybe if we open up a bottle of wine, things will get better.”
Isn’t it amazing the words they choose to repeat over and over and over and over and over…