If you remember last month, my husband destroyed my broom with some vigorous, garage-cleaning use. I went to Target and bought another one. Things were going well.
Or so I thought.
Yes, that's right, he's done it again, though this time he destroyed the handle to my broom.
Last weekend he painted the nursery and wanted a handle for the roller so he wouldn't be climbing up and down the step ladder a million and fourteen times. The only handle we had came from my new broom. I gladly let him use it because he was painted our son's nursery a gorgeous shade of blue and I wasn't.
Just before he finished painting, I heard an "uh-oh" and immediately knew what had happened. Too much pressure and a plastic broom handle do not mix well. The handle is broken and this is all that is left of my pretty broom...
RIP Broomy
Oh well, that calls for another trip to Target. :)
ReplyDeleteAnother one bites the dust......or maybe not now... ;)
ReplyDeleteAt least it died doing a good job :)
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