I took everyone's vacuum advice to heart. I knew I wouldn't make it one more day with the Kenmore without ripping someone's hair out (not my own, I have an image to maintain for crying out loud). See, do you SEE how the canister mocks me?

While I loved J's advice, a Rainbow is simply not in my budget. And there were no garage sales. So I scoped out the Bissell's AND bought one. I cannot tell you how fast the canister filled up. Wait, yes I can. FAST. Of course, we've gone almost two weeks with a defective vacuum, so the new one had its work cut out for it. But don't worry, I gave it the mandatory federal lunch and breaks.

There is always a dilemma when I buy something new. The dilemma is this: THE BATTLE OVER THE BOX!!! I always win this battle and then the box gets recycled. But I let one of the kids THINK they have won, then I win when they leave it on the floor. Nothing survives if left on my floor... Now, I realize this is a lose/lose situation for the kids. I mean, where you do you store a rather large box in a teeny tiny house. But they haven't figured out what a lose/lose situation this is, so I march on. My oldest child, she was delirious over the new vacuum box. Needless to say, her shenanigans scared the dogs. So of course, I approved.

Now, I do realize that is a roll of toilet paper on the counter. I like to call that kleenex. I also realize my house needs a good cleaning and I am currently taking applications for the person who would like to volunteer for that. In the meantime, I have engaged my children in cleaning their respective rooms. This always results in some level of hilarity. For example, oldest daughter found a lovely hair clip belonging to her sister AND her sister's glasses on the floor. Instead of putting them up, she put them on.

But it doesn't stop there. Oldest child then discovers something of her own on the floor. Instead of putting it up, she puts it on the dog.

Needless to say, those applications for volunteers, send them in.