For Christmas two years ago my mom and Grandma bought me a really nice vacuum cleaner. It was seriously one of the best presents I had ever received. Clara was on her way, I just got my first big-girl rug and the broom just wasn't going to cut it anymore. They got me a bag-less vacuum that also had a rinseable air filter. It was amazing.
As some of you know we are in the process of building a bar. This has involved lots of sawing and sawdust. I saw a shop vac for $20 at the good ol' hd the other day and suggested we get one. The mister said "We have a vacuum. We don"t need another one." So we used the amazing one my mom and grandma got me.
I went to use the it the other day and it did nothing but spit sawdust ALL OVER my floor! Argh! So I decided to perform Vacuum surgery.
The Doctors Instruments
After all of my hard work and attempted resuscitation, the Vacuum didn't make it. BOO!
I'll leave you today with a picture of the cutest little thing sleeping through her daddy using his circular saw only three feet away. If thats not exhaustion I don't know what is!