one hundred and eight


Tonight I was grateful for the easily understood problem solving steps for my miele washing machine. (A golden problem as B would put it, I know, but a damn inconvenience nonetheless). And for the easily accessible online instruction manual because someone seems to have hidden my house file. I am also grateful that I was able to manage a wry smile at the fact that whenever I am on my own, things requiring a technical mind go wrong. What is with that.