This is what happens when one learns how to climb out of
their crib during naptime, destroy the bedroom and then become
so tired they can't quite make it back to bed.
Okay so I have been going through vacuum cleaner withdrawals! Last week
my new vacuum quit. Didn't make any noises, just shut off and
wouldn't go back on. I took it to a repair place because it's still
under warranty and apparently there was an electrical malfunction
and some parts got melted on the inside and it needs a new cord and
all this other jazz.
Well anyway, it's going to take two weeks to get the parts in! I vacuum
my house (okay, just the downstairs) every single day. My two friends,
Stacie and Emily, have graciously let me bother their vacuums, but
I always feel guilty asking. And then to add insult to injury- some older child
of mine left the pantry door open while I was upstairs yesterday and Joel
got a container of cracked wheat out and dumped the whole thing on the floor!
When the wheat is cracked it's not easy to pick up. Hence I had to use Stacie's vacuum again!
I feel like I have lost my best friend! Ha.ha.