I will never be this woman:
Today, before I left for work, I wanted to clean up a little bit in the bunnies room. They get a little bit messy with their newspaper, toys and hay. My mom lent us a Dyson vacuum that works really well to clean up bunny messes, but even James Dyson might tell you it isn't really meant to suck up 1/4 bale of hay every week.
Last weekend Stuart got me a small shop vac. It works better. You suck up the mess, then snap off the top and dump it in the garbage. So this morning I was cleaning up around Benny's cage when I set the hose down to move somethign out of the way.
The second I put it down I hear a big vacuum slurp and out of the corner of my eye catch a glimpse of my pink and black argyle sock wooshing into the vacuum hose. So, not only is the vacuum ruined, but now I have an incomplete pair of socks.
This is my life.