Because to Cry Would Just be too Depressing! :0)
I've said it before and I'll say it again.... Murphy just needs to find another home! First the bike broke down. (Well, I guess that wasn't the first thing...first I got sick, but that's a whole 'nother story). Then the car broke down shortly after that. So now we are down to just the Suburban to transport us everywhere we have to go. It's a juggling act sometimes but we've made it work. Then my recovery from surgery took much longer than I had anticipated or hoped. And the latest? My Bunn coffee pot died. Horror of horrors, I know. My mother in law was gracious enough to lend us another coffee pot, however it is not a Bunn. So, I can't get my coffee almost instantly, but I don't have to wait as long as I'd feared. The saddest part? The broken Bunn? It sits on a counter in the kitchen still. Neither of us can toss it just yet. We seem to hold out hope that it can be repaired I guess. Each time I walk through the kitchen I think "I should just pitch that thing," but I still haven't. I think I owe that to my mom. Her Bunn died in much the same way as ours did and she managed to fix hers herself. Using a funnel she bought at the store, she somehow attached it to the part that broke and she's still using her broken Bunn. I did not inherit my mother's ability to fix things. I depend almost entiredly upon Marty to fix broken things around here. My Mom did try to teach me her ways, but I just never got it. My sister Regina did. She's more like Mom in that aspect. I'd just much rather leave it to Marty to fix. I tell him that's his department. I like it that way just fine. I'm sure if I had to manage on my own I could, I'm just thankful I don't have to and I can just leave it to Marty. He can take it. He's got big shoulders.
As for Murphy? Him I can't take anymore! Out with you, Murphy! I've got things to do!