Tonight while we were making dinner, our twenty-six-year-old stove went kaput.
Luckily, just yesterday we got a new toaster since the one we bought in 2003 stopped working the day we got back from vacation.
“What timing!” I thought. Surely we can use the toaster to do some of the tasks we normally delegate to the stove!
Alas! The warnings in the toaster manual make it clear that there’s not much one can do with a toaster besides toasting stuff.
Looks like we’ll be shopping for a new stove instead of heating pots of soup on top of the toaster, and I guess I’ll dry my nails the old-fashioned way.
But I have no idea how I’m going to heat my curtains.