Who fixes things anymore? (Part Deux)



The drive belt on the treadmill finally croaked - it was the odd ticking noise that J heard when she started her exercising this morning.
I opened it up again and replaced the belt with one I ordered a few weeks ago (I knew the belt was on the way out.)
I came upstairs and held out my hand to J and told her that she owed me the $90 a repairman would have charged us. For some reason, she didn't give it to me.

1 comment:

Fred said...

Now to get at that roof!

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