Others might call it karma, or some other energy exchange fou-fou concept.
But I am starting to think my electronics are onto me, sorta รก la Maximum Overdrive - you know, that freaky movie where the appliances and machines become homicidal freaks of
But in my parallel warp-time world, the items are going suicidal - as in they, themselves are going kaput.
Yes, I, who have no money with which to replace the following items, am now the proud owner of;
- one laptop which is resting in cyber peace. At least the hard drive wasn't dead
- a 12 y/o crockpot (wedding gift) whose lid all of a sudden fissured and threatens to quit cooking my yummy meals of convenience with all of its steamy goodness Any. Day. Now! Whatever will I do when I want to make shredded beef burritos without baking my roast in the oven on a stifling hot summer day?!?
- a 2 y/o printer that has irrevocably decided it shan't feed paper without jamming and/or shredding said paper (this is after discovering that my BIL was indeed correct in that something probably fell into the printer's crevices - hello, little memory card in a case! Removal of said foreign object did not, however, alleviate the problem).
And perhaps the saddest of them all;
- a 4 y/o digital camera whose LCD screen is giving me horizontal stripes of impending death anytime I power it on. And it is SUMMER, when photo ops abound!
I know that to many people in our country, let alone the poor underdeveloped nations of the world, I sound like a spoiled brat, but these things matter to me. They get/got regular use from me and now that use is dead/about to be dead and I have no way to replace them, let alone figure out how to balance my budget and meet all of our larger, more pressing obligations on a regular, consistent basis.
Money sucks....
It makes us greedy in its presence and needy in its absence.
I hate being either.
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