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Seems there isn’t anything in the house I won’t fight with. 

Friday night saw me rumbling with the washing machine, begging the vacuum cleaner to just suck up some dirt, and hassling the fridge to speed up on the ice making. 

We were hosting the monthly poker party.  Two tables. Munchies, drinks, and bring your own chairs.  Tradition continued with the host loosing the most and me snickering off in the corner.

Saturday saw me take on a pinball machine and loose.  I have the bruises to show for it.  I didn’t so much as drop the machine as lead it in a controlled fall to the floor with me under it.  The silly thing actually punched me in the jaw.  I can just imagine explaining the lovely full techno-color bruises to my co-workers.  Not to mention the swollen jaw.  I’ll be getting a few concerned looks and the number to the nearest battered woman’s shelter.

Today the vacuum cleaner just wouldn’t work.  It seems it took offense to the combo of long hair and new carpet.  After 45 minutes and parts all over the front porch, it was clean.  Carpet fuzz all over me, but at least the machine was happy.

I won’t even go into the Battle of the Clogged Drain.  It makes my SO gag.  I just pulled about 2 feet of stuff out of the shower drain.  What a wuss…

Life goes on.

Ciao