The Frustrating Thing About Laundry

I am trying to catch up on laundry as I get ready for our upcoming vacation. The frustrating thing about laundry is that unless I stripped the beds of their linens and the entire family of clothing, laundry is never done. Of course this is nothing new.

I guess I can change that from a woe to a sign of blessing. I have been blessed with beautiful children, a loving husband, and a nice home. I remind myself of that as I do housework. I also try to remember and strive towards the model of the Proverbs 31 woman.

Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies.

She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.

Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.

Proverbs 31:10, 27-28

Never Try on a Dress You Can't Afford...

...because you will love it & nothing you can afford will fit as well or look so good. That is a rule I always follow when shopping. Be it clothes, cars, shoes -whatever! It is a very good rule for life.

Well, today I forgot the rule.

My vacuum cleaner is not working well, so my mom sent over hers so that I can do a good once over on the carpets (which is especially needed since Lucy is now crawling). Her vacuum is a Dyson. And I love it!

I thought that I would not like it because it is a bit chunky and not able to fit under certain things that I am used to vacuuming under. But everything else about it more than makes up for it.

I was able to vacuum those little corners that only an attachment fits into without crawling around the whole house. The Dyson's attachment has a long handle so I was able to just walk around and reach all those far corners. I was also able to easily vacuum the drapes. Boy, do I love this thing!

Also, it is so easy to clean the dust container. Just push this button, hold over the waste bin, & pull that lever - and ta da! All done.

So, now I have to do the only sensible thing: go online and search for all those negative reviews on why the Dyson is the worst vacuum. Then I will feel better about not being able to afford it.

Oh yeah! I forgot. Thank you Mom for letting me borrow your vacuum. No really, thank you.