Things seem to be falling apart and I’m starting to seriously need a husband around here.
Yesterday I used my big, OLD Kitchen Aid mixer. Every now and then, depending on what I’ve been mixing, the bowl sticks and I can’t get it loose. Sometimes even Vince struggles to get the bowl loose. Yesterday I was kneading bread dough, which I don’t usually do in the Kitchen Aid. I went to unscrew the bowl . . nope . . it’s stuck! I’ve tried everything and I can’t get it unstuck. I wiped the bowl as best I could and stuck it back in the appliance garage. I have another mixer that will do but it’s not my favorite.
Today I went to put the garage door down. Nope . . go down a foot or so and go back up. I have ZERO idea what to do besides call Jeremy and I was not about to do that. I looked at it, wiped away a few spider webs from the “eye”. Nope, still not going down. I went over to one of the eyes and it was kinda wiggly like it’s not attached tightly to the wall. I wiggled it til the other side stopped blinking and that fixed it . . at least for now. I’m afraid to open it again and since the cars are both inside, I may not be going anywhere til Vince gets here.
I was pretty happy with myself for getting that garage door down . . now if I could get the mixer bowl loose, I’d feel pretty competent in my efforts at living alone. Not happy about being here by myself this long but not feeling totally like a helpless wife.