D and I have been married almost 15 years. Since we went from our parents' homes to our own own, we bought everything new or was gifted it as a wedding present.
This means that now everything has broken or is hell-bent on just being an ass and completely unreliable.
This summer we purchased a new dishwasher, microwave and refrigerator. This weekend it was a new vacuum. I will be glad if we don't have to purchase or repair anything else for a good long time so we can recoup the savings in our accounts.
It seems the demise of appliances is akin to the demise of marriages. It seems like every week I hear of another couple whose marriage (in the 13-18-year range) has gone caput. As much as it saddens me to spend money, it saddens me more to hear of heartbreak.
Like the human body, none of this stuff just up and dies. It is a slow decline. Time and routine and monotony and injury and dust and defective parts play their roles until it seems best just to euthanize it and move on. Cut your losses. Find someone (or something) new.
And while there is excitement over having something new, it is brief. Something gets spilled. The stainless steel finish becomes covered in fingerprints. The reality of the $6,000 credit card bill sets in. There is loneliness and regret and buyer's remorse (or dating remorse).
In 15 years or less, these appliances will be dated and worn and become completely unreliable.
The cycle continues.
This means that now everything has broken or is hell-bent on just being an ass and completely unreliable.
This summer we purchased a new dishwasher, microwave and refrigerator. This weekend it was a new vacuum. I will be glad if we don't have to purchase or repair anything else for a good long time so we can recoup the savings in our accounts.
It seems the demise of appliances is akin to the demise of marriages. It seems like every week I hear of another couple whose marriage (in the 13-18-year range) has gone caput. As much as it saddens me to spend money, it saddens me more to hear of heartbreak.
Like the human body, none of this stuff just up and dies. It is a slow decline. Time and routine and monotony and injury and dust and defective parts play their roles until it seems best just to euthanize it and move on. Cut your losses. Find someone (or something) new.
And while there is excitement over having something new, it is brief. Something gets spilled. The stainless steel finish becomes covered in fingerprints. The reality of the $6,000 credit card bill sets in. There is loneliness and regret and buyer's remorse (or dating remorse).
In 15 years or less, these appliances will be dated and worn and become completely unreliable.
The cycle continues.
1 comment:
But in 15 years , you'll get to share new appliances with your spouse of 30 years. That means a good anniversary party too! Isn't it silver or golden?
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