DIY Disaster Fun
It's a good thing dh doesn't read my stories or follow me around the blogosphere, because if he did, I'd be in BIG trouble -- a lot of the DIY disasters in Foreshockare drawn from real life. The icemaker? True. In fact, the hubs and I had been arguing about the stupid icemaker, just like Kyle and Eric, when the northeast quake hit last summer. No kidding. That's how the hamster wheel in my head started turning.
I can't even begin to tell you how many times the man has zapped himself. Mostly because he doesn't understand our circuit breakers. Why that is, I don't know. They're all clearly and properly labeled, but...The hubs keeps electrocuting himself. That isn't to say I'm all that great at DIY stuff, either. Fix the ceiling fan? Why on earth would I want to do that? That's what I have a handyman on speed-dial for. But I still lived without that ceiling fan for two years because the hubs insisted he have a go at fixing it first. Is it his fault it took two years to figure out what was wrong? (Hint: yes.)
My dad's a mechanic and a damn good one. He kept our cars running without the liberal application of duct tape (no mean feat). He can tear an engine apart and put it back together (with absolutely NO extra parts leftover, heh) so that engine purrs.
I've also seen him punt kick a ten dollar toaster.
The only DIY I've ever noticed from my brothers was when my older brother nailed his bedroom door shut after a fight with his wife. (That was awesome.) But he must've done a horrible job of it because she still got back in. (That was even more awesome.)
Stupid. Extremely entertaining. But also stubborn.
Kyle, in Foreshock, has even less aptitude with power tools than my menfolk, but like my dad, my brothers, and my husband, he has put on his stubborn. He's a man on a mission. He will install that icemaker.
Can Eric distract him? (YesYesYes!)
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Kari Gregg lives in the mountains of Wild and Wonderful West Virginia with her Wonderful husband and three very Wild children. Once Kari discovered the fabulous play land of erotic romances at RWA’s National Conference in 2009, the die was cast. Finally! A market for the smoking hot stories she loves!
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Forshock by Kari Gregg