The toaster refused my toast. The dishwasher began to leak. A down pillow exploded in the dryer. The washing machine became clogged. Our car was stolen. I lost my keys.
I gave the toaster a talking to. I ordered a new seal for the dishwasher. Three washes and eight dries later, the clothes with the pillow were clean. I unclogged the washer—mostly. Our car was recovered and being repaired.
My keys? Unimportant, extras, not lost near home, clearly. The clog? I am short on being able to reattach one hose, but have ordered "Hose Clamp Pliers Set" arriving tomorrow.
Material possessions own us, it's true. And they conspire.