Finally got my watch fixed. It’s languished in my closet for years, because the cost to repair it was higher than the cost of buying a new watch. But after hunting for years for a watch I liked as well as this one, I decided I’d spent as much in time and effort looking for a new one as I could have just fixing the one I had. So I took it to a little shop in Sears and they fixed it for me.
I was regaling my spouse with this information, happily displaying my fixed watch. “How much did it cost to fix it?” he wondered.
“A hundred dollars,” I answered. “Which I know is more than the watch itself is worth.”
“Not any more,” he pointed out.
I love the way he thinks.