At least this morning I did. This morning when my hair dryer was dead.
It just wouldn't go on, it wouldn't even try, click, click, click, click, click. Twenty-seven time I tried to turn it on.
I pushed every button it had, hit it, shook it, said very bad words to it.
But in the garage that holds every piece of crap that the husband has collected over our 23 years marriage I found our 23 year old fan.
"This could work."
I plugged it in and it immediately started to rattle and shake. "I really don't have time for this."
One hand tried to secure the fan from wobbling off the bathroom counter and the other tried to style and lift. I was going to be relying heavily on my curling iron today. You just don't walk out of the house as stunning as I am without the proper hair care products. I performed a miracle this morning.