I call Rob in to help, point to the trail of smoke, and whine about how I FINALLY got up the motivation to deep clean the living room. I was getting under the sofa bed when the smell alerted me to the smoke.
He takes it into the kitchen to examine it further.
A few minutes later he walks back into the living room and interrupts The Bachelorette. I am shamelessly watching while doing nothing else on the couch.
He explains that he has both good and bad news. I secretly hope the bad/good news is that I need a new vacuum. It's not. Turns out I burned completely through the belt because it was caught on a hair ball.
The hair was red.
I don't get a new vacuum, just a new belt.
I go back to watching The Bachelorette (I'm really sad that Reid is gone). I don't finish cleaning the living room.
4 comments:
ah one of the perils of long hair! I used to have to routinely clean my vacuums of hair! I miss my long hair at times but I don't miss de-hairing the vacuum all! Sorry on the no new vacuum! My dog chewed through the hardwood floor vacuum power cord, but my awesome husband was able to fix it, I guess the 10 yr old vacuum isn't dead yet! lol
No worries...my house is so much in need of vacuuming as well. I also have a faulty vacuum which doesn't help me to get motivated to vacuum until necessary. I think it is great to sit down and watch tv sometimes...even with a dirty house! :)
Don't feel too bad...I chopped my hair because it was falling out all over the place.
It's nice when husbands can tinker with and fix things...but sometimes it's just not that cool. :)
You crack me up! we have been so busy and I miss your company. I am having a Bachelorette finale party next week. I thought of you when Reid left.
As for the house, it can wait.
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