The vacuum is afraid of the new Roomba. I had no idea that the washer was so friendly with the vacuum. I thought the vacuum was buddies with the rug cleaner. In all reality, the vacuum is holding down the washing machines lid. What other things are going on here I can’t see it. I just thought the picture itself was funny. Another funny thing is that I have other uses for the vacuum. It’s afraid the washer might be on its last leg and may disappear.
Well, the washer died so the vacuum is back on the floor with the rug cleaner. They now sit together with the new washing machine. All three are close once again. Such silliness is common in my home. Seems like it’s getting dustier and hairier since I acquired a couple of dogs. As I get older I have more of a tolerance for dirt. I don’t know if it’s that I’m just mellowing out or lazier. Truth is, I get tired faster, and it makes projects sometimes unpleasant. I have to take a break and then go back to it.
I also don’t want to get dirty, what is that all about? I used to dig around in the dirt all the time. Now I don’t like my feet dirty, so I don’t walk around barefoot. Another weird thing is that I don’t want to take a shower or bath, I’m like the cat I have to coerce myself, but it always feels so good. My motto is clean your bits daily or sometimes twice a day on special occasions.
Now that I’m sharing my mind is going TMI! Too much information. Why share this personal information? Because it may help someone to not feel alone. To understand how one becomes a curmudgeon with that old people smell. When’s the last time you washed that head, for example? How many times have you wore that shirt? But it still smells fine to me. This whole subject smells funny.
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So interesting to see what goes on in your fun fun mind