Just one more monday… :: 14:57
M bought a bracelet, pretty one, and asked me to help it on. Being a nice hubby I am I said of course and started to settle it on even though settling those things requires lots of dexterity and makes my fingers feel huge and clumsy. It had one of those tiny ring type locks, where you pull knob counter clockwise, push rings together inside one another and let it close by itself. It didn’t. I thought that maybe it was one of the springles kind and tried to close it by pushing the lock knob backwards. It was so tiny that I had to use nail, wouldn’t have settled against my enormous finger and what happens. The knob said snap, the spring said sproing and then there were tears in her eyes as I broke her nice new piece.
I can fix it, but it took a darn more fixing to make my luv feel better that it’s going to require fixing the bracelet in question. I bought the new lock (and its nine best friends) first thing this morning. Tonight when I get home, the bracelets coming together as a functional piece. I’ve told myself that it really wasn’t my fault. That the thing didn’t break down because it was so delicate and I’m so clumsy, but because the bloody lock piece was faulty to begin with. The locking piece got stuck with the spring and all that. As I got my beloved settled and the evening turned all the better I abandoned plans of revenging myself writing upset complaint to the maker of the piece as a) These pieces sometimes are faulty and you can’t tell even when installing and so it wasn’t her fault b) making her feel bad wouldn’t be fair anyway.
Funnily, with all the mondays that have happened lately the last night felt the worst. It some how topped even the stuck start-lock of our car and umpteen other things. Go figure. Fixing it tonight and adding the extra rings M asked…
Oh Honey… I’m sorry about being so upset, was so tired I guess — sometimes small things can feel so big.
He fixed it and it’s better now ^_^
*hugs*
Comment by Moira — January 18, 2007 @ 16:48