I did offer a few to the heavens when I could smell burning rubber. "Please, please don't let the fan belt break before I vac up the two dead cockroaches in the corner".
Mark this date on the calendar, vacuumed the lounge room, hovered up sundry dead things and enough crumbs to feed a small country but *sob* no cat hair. After a decent interval of mourning, I have moved the old sod's tennis balls.
My number one tip for vacuuming is not to try and put all the junk on the floor away before you start. Put it on every chair in the place so you can't sit down until you've finished.
And if you do see something flippy and grey coming towards you just make sure it isn't alive before you scream and run into the curtains. I panicked, it kept coming towards me. Who knew it was caught on a piece of cotton half way up the crevice tool which made it jump and jiggle and since I was still holding on to said tool, of course it followed me.
My final act was to put all the junk on the chairs back on the floor where I could find it.
My encore was to take off the dust bag and empty it by pulling all the rubbish out of the small attaching hole. Yes, it's a filthy job but someone's got to do it in the interests of economy. Those bags cost a fortune and I can get at least 5 vacs out of one, probably more now *sob* there's no cat shedding fur.
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You've got much the same attitude to cleaning as me by the sound of it. The dead cockroaches are familiar too.
Gosh, I get heaps more vacs out of bag than that, but then there are any larger critters in the bag and all dirt has worn off the shoes in the public areas before walking in the front door.
"hovered up sundry dead things"
Hmmm...
I've never tried hovering... especially up dead things...
the mind boogles...
Damn it...Gerry the Bear's beaten me to the punchline. Seems like us typo-pedants are out in force today.
It had to be said...
Thank you Frank, I figure as long as I can still see a square inch of floor, the place is clean.
Andrew, I have a concrete floor under the carpet and I still get dust up from that but the cat fur was always the biggest mess. Little shedders.
Right, nitpickers, the only reason you two picked up the typo was because I posted on Saturday before you got pissed and could still see straight. And anyway it was kind of true since I had the vac set on shagpile so it was 'hovering' over the threadbare excuse for carpet.
Poor pussy cat... I still miss my old Archimedes...she was just lovely... you okay?
Therese, I miss him and I don't. I just go through all the kitty blogs and lolzcat and I'm right.
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