Today I wanted to power wash the outdoor carpet as I have been asking him for days to bring up the machine. I ran out of gas, but hubby had another tank. However when he tried to get the machine to start, it wouldn’t go on. Although he did try five times to get it started, he decided to wait a little bit in case something was wet that shouldn’t be wet. Now I am sitting out here amidst the crap and debris, helpless, because he wants to wait.

If you’re wondering why I don’t just try it myself, it’s because I don’t wanna pull some thing and the machine blow up in my face. I’d rather wait for hubby.