I'm not a girly girl

Many of you will be shocked, just SHOCKED to learn I'm not a girly girl. I don't mind getting dirty. I've changed the alternator in my car. I'm not scared to climb under the hood of a car and do, stuff.

But I'm not a fan of climbing under the hood of a washing machine in an attempt to save my pants. Literally.

In some stroke of magic, the draw string on my work out pants got caught in a magnificent way. Like I had to cut the draw string. And even then I still couldn't figure out how the HELL it caught up the way it was.

Eh, at least I think I saved the pants. The draw string was too long anyway...