First of all, my friend Chantele is here!!!!! YIPPEE!!!!! We are so excited! But when you have a busy life, 2 kids, a husband, a dog, a cat, and an aversion to cleaning, it means you have to CLEAN the house (in capital letters) when company comes. And so my sad tale begins...
The kids have VBS this week (Vacation Bible School). We have to get up at the horrid hour of 7am to get ready and drive to our church (20 minutes away) by 8:45am. Not pleasant! Anyway, Cullen is a team leader this year as he is too old (to his dismay) to attend. This is Kieren's first year and she LOVES it. The kids are done at noon. From 9am to noon, I get to run errands or whatever.
This morning I dropped off the kids and hauled butt home so I could mop floors without "help". Andy left out the shop vac so I could vacuum the floors first. Sounds easy, right? Yeah, it would be for most people.
I had a few "issues". I ended up calling Andy to tell him 4 things:
1. Ooops!
2. That shop vac has some real suction power!!!
3. I can
explain.
4. You will want to change the bag when you get home!
All this was said as I rolled on the floor laughing so hard I was crying!!! Poor Andy thought I had totally lost my mind. He couldn't understand me half the time. He didn't think it was as funny as I did! Guess you had to be there!
You probably want to know what happened, right?
I can explain. I was innocently vacuuming the kitchen when I lost my shop vac privileges. I was working on the dust bunnies that collect under the corner shelf unit when something that sounded remarkably like a hockey puck shot up the hose and ricocheted into the canister! I cautiously shook the vac, but it seemed fine and there weren't any sparks. So I kept going. As I moved the dog food bowl, I narrowly missed slurping up all the water in the bowl. Hmmm... Need to pay better attention! Without further issues, I worked my way around the kitchen to the garbage can area. I have an open cabinet system with shelves and a pull-out double trash bin. I love it except Cullen and Kieren can have poor aim and trash slides down behind the cans. Instead of pulling everything apart to reach the trash I thought I'd just stick the shop vac hose back there! ( Feel the foreboding...) Everything was just ducky until I hit the Go-Gurt tube. Let me tell you, that shop vac has some real suction power!!! It sucked that little devil right in and up! I couldn't believe it!!! I turned and looked at the canister with horror and felt a little panic settle in. As I was considering my options, the vacuum started making this AWFUL noise!!! It sounded like it was clogged and was about to explode!!! OMG!!! ANDY WOULD KILL ME!!! It must've been that wrapper! I made a dive for the canister and turned the shop vac off!!! I shook the canister (Hey! It worked last time!) and considered moving to another country. Should I open the vacuum? I was too scared of what I might see so I shook it again. Canada was looking better all the time. This whole time I was still holding onto the vacuum hose with my left hand. As I was about to turn on the vacuum again (to see what would happen), I looked over my left shoulder. Ooops! 50% of the garbage bag was hanging from the hose. That would explain the clogged-about-to-explode sound. I carefully pulled the bag free and turned on the vac. It was running just fine now! Not even a spark!!! I guess Andy will want to change the shop vac bag when he gets home.
Our time together always seems too short! We love you, Chan! We miss you already! Come back soon!!!
