In the two houses I remember growing up in, there was a pencil sharpener mounted for the task as needed. In our last house, we really didn't need one because we were adults who could use pens and the children were only allowed crayons. Here, we have been limping along with a hand held pencil sharpener that really didn't do the trick unless mom did the sharpening. So, in the name of independence, putting down roots, and having to have 48 sharpened pencils for the first day of school, a pencil sharpener came to live in our basement.
School starts on Tuesday, so this was the last minute kind of thing. Jim had to install it first thing when he got home.
Evie assists. At this point, I went upstairs to do something. When I returned the pencil sharpener was installed. Completely upside down and backwards.
Annalise demonstrates how awkward it was to use the pencil sharpener installed incorrectly. Last time I checked, Jim was a QUALITY engineer. Well, he corrected his mistake and sharpened the rest of the 48 pencils. Let the homework begin!
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