This Sucks

We got a new vacuum cleaner yesterday. My dear husband replaced our old broken one without even being asked. We'd been borrowing the neighbor's but I thought she might want it back after we'd had it for a few weeks. So partly out of the need to return what I'd borrowed and mostly out of the desire to get rid of the latest object of Noah's destructive forces I sent it back and found myself vacuumless. That situation was rectified just in time for our Monday Morning House Blessing. Here Ben is finishing up vacuuming my room where I noticed he spent much more time than usual at the job. The vacuum has a nifty, self-cleaning telescoping duster which he enthusiastically demonstrated for me. He was supposed to be vacuuming the steps with the nifty little "cat's paw" attachment (I've never known a cat's paw to be a particularly helpful object..) but I think Adora commandeered the machine so she could get her work done before the end of the day. She wasn't quite as enthusiastic as Ben...