“I fixed it!” he exclaimed, and proudly pointed at our now puffing out heat heater
“Have you fixed it yet?” I asked, while I bent over to see what our hubby was working on; He appeared to be digging around in our furnace’s interior. “Not yet, I’ll be done soon though.” he replied. My hubby was currently attending a Heating as well as Air Conditioning university, so when our furnace broke down, he took it as a perfect opportunity to try his hand at fixing it. He’s been working a while separate from much progress, despite the fact that he looked determined; I left him to his repairing and decided to continue practicing pottery, however while he was studying how to fix heating and cooling machines, I was trying to learn a current art skill, eventually when I get great enough, I would like to open our own art shop, but first, I would not only like to get better at pottery, but learn other art skills as well. I quickly became lost in trying to perfect our pottery project, I became so distracted when I heard our hubby quickly whoop for joy, I accidentally dropped our pottery piece all the floor. My face fell as I saw our once perfectly formed pottery sink into a grey blob. I threw the grey blob away and went to check on our hubby, then judging by the whooping and hollering I knew he fixed, not that I doubted him to begin with. “I fixed it!” he exclaimed, and proudly pointed at our now puffing out heat heater. “Good task honey!” I kissed him on the cheek and while I felt happy for him, I was still a bit dejected at our lost project. But I didn’t tell him, because I didn’t want to ruin his mood.