Trust is a Trump Card
I should have known there was going to be trouble when Kate walked in and said:
“I’m going to ask you to do something and I need you to just do it, okay?”
The “thing” in question was vacuum cleaner research. We’re buying a new one. She’d looked at a few and (I think) wanted me to validate her choice.
So began the horrid calculus of Amazon shopping.
One was clunky with great suction. Another was lightweight with a shorter battery life. How long do we spend vacuuming…