Things fall apart.
No, I'm not referring to the Chinua Achebe novel (of course, it just made me think about the novel and, realizing how little I remember of it since I read it years ago, I had to go find a quick plot outline to refresh my memory). I'm talking literally: things fall apart.
- Tried to cut the lawn and only managed to finish the backyard since the right front wheel fell off.
- Found a cracked glass in the cupboard. Many of our dishes are being dropped or getting cracks or chips in them.
- Opened a window the other day and some little piece of plastic, plugging a hole in the other pane frame, was jutting out just a little too much and the edged was snapped off.
- And, of course, the "0" button on the laptop I'm writing this on has been waiting in the case for weeks now, for me to get it reattached.
Get over it, bub.
Things fall apart. Get new things.
Labels: aboutLife, aboutMoney, aboutWork
