What do a vacuum and a beer have in common?

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Yesterday was one of Those Days.
You know the kind.
Started the day by waking up on the wrong side of the bed.
Poor hubby got an earful when he flipped the incredibly bright bedroom lights on.
Later that morning I found the dog laying on my newly washed, white, duvet.
Lint rolled it.
Found the dog laying on the couch.
Vacuumed it.
Ran errands twice because I kept forgetting things.
Found the dog laying on the couch yet again.
Vacuumed it.
I could go on and on.
Decided to bust out a beer while vacuuming the kitchen (for the second time) after I stepped on a piece of Ruff's dog food with my heel.
Convincing myself I had either split my heel bone in half or at the very least left an indention in the bone.
At least I gave myself a good laugh picturing the look on my husband's face if he were to walk through the door right now and see his wife hobbling around, vacuuming, and drinking a beer ;)


  1. Thank you for sharing this! Just picturing it made my day. I'm thinking margaritas would make laundry much more fun!

  2. I'm just pissed you have a dyson. Note to self: next time at Shelley's must steal vacuum...and beer.


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