This is what I accomplished in the last 24 hours:
1) Clogged the kitchen sink and followingly flooded our basement.
2) Ran a pen through a washing machine.
3) Ripped our brand new leather couch in the living room with a vacuum cleaner.
Stupid Dyson and stupid me. The rip is good 4 inches long. I don't even wanna go look at it. I snagged it and when I felt the pull and saw the leather flapping, I started crying but kept vaccuuming. I knew I should have sat on my a$$ instead and drink wine.
Btw, there is no way to fix that, is there?