Just wanted to get that news out there, since "vacuum" has been on my to-do list for, oh, at least two weeks. And of course it didn't get on the list until it was time to do it, so.... You get the picture.
I don't know why vacuuming has become such an ordeal. I used to do it every single week, in homes at least as large as this one.
And then there was a time when vacuuming contributed to my social life, because having people over made me vacuum first. Now I just apologize in advance when I invite them.
The way I got myself into it today was, I started listening to Pandora, and you can't just sit in a chair and listen, so I talked myself into taking out the garbage, compost, and recycling, then tidying the kitchen, then straightening the books on the coffee table, and so on. I thought, Gee, I'd vacuum, but how could I hear my music then?
I'm not that good with earbuds. For one thing, I guess my ears are designed wrong. I don't seem to have the built-in whatevers. Then, when I plug the buds into my iPhone, the music stops. Is it supposed to? Anyway, I fiddled around, got the buds in, turned on the pretty quiet vacuum -- it's a Miele -- couldn't hear music, realized the music was still coming out of the phone, not the buds, fixed that, reached grandly with the vacuum wand, ripped the buds from my ears, said, S___!, which I try not to say, took a breath, started over, carried on.
Now I'm thinking about what Gretchen Rubin says in The Happiness Project about the kind of happiness money can buy. Here's the sad truth: this new-ish Miele, which I bought the day after I moved in here, which would make it May, 2010, is not as good as the old one. I only went to the Miele store because my old wand literally fell apart, after years of cleaning my B&B and my subsequent homes. I thought, It does make that funny noise sometimes; maybe it's time to start fresh instead of just replacing the wand.
Bad decision. The new Miele is lighter, which is good, but the cord is shorter, which is bad, and you can't tell when the bag is full, which is bad. I'm thinking I need to go back to the store and get a wand for the old Miele, which, of course, I kept.
But first I need to be sure I understand the nature of my vacuuming problem, because I don't want to solve what's not the problem. Maybe it's not the vacuum.
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