Tuesday, January 26, 2010

A cleanly day

This week has been almost free of blog worthy events. In other words, pretty humdrum. The most significant happening occurred as I was Hoovering up dog and cat hair. Fortunately, I was working from ickiest to least icky (and most sweepable with a broom). I approaching the final room when my vacuum cleaner just sort of gave up the ghost. I tried a few recussitation tactics, but to no avail. My friend Samos offered to help me take the poor thing into the vacuum cleaner health clinic (a funky relic of the days when people actually got things fixed instead of just throwing them away,) and on the way we stopped for lunch – see photos. The vacuum cleaner man seemed quite confident that he could fix it, but I was dubious. “Come back tomorrow,” he said. Two days later, Rebecca and I went to see how the patient was getting on, and it was sitting exactly where I had left it. As yet untouched. “Oh my gosh!” I said. “I need it today. Have you figured it out yet what’s wrong with it?” He looked upset. “Is your cleaning woman coming today?” he asked. For some reason, the idea that I would have a cleaning woman struck Rebecca and me as incredibly funny, and we broke out laughing. “I’m the cleaning woman,” I said, “but my house is getting pretty dirty.” “Come back in an hour, and I’ll have it ready.” We did, and he did. A sort of modern miracle. He explained the reason it wasn’t ready on time in the first place was that he had suffered some sort of disasterlet which he described at length, but which I did not comprehend. Anyway, my vacuum is fixed and I am happy about that.

As I mentioned, Samos and I went to lunch on the way to the vacuum repair store. We visited the same Mexican restaurant in which we eaten on my birthday, and once again our food was both attractive and delicious.

6 comments:

Samos said...

Yippie! I was worried our lunch had not lived-up to being blogworthy when it was passed by with movie day... Too bad you didn't comprehend the vacuum story, now I'm very curious! :-)

rebecca said...

The vacuum man had hurt his knee.

joannamauselina said...

There was more to it than that. It went on and on.

Knitman said...

Oh what a waste of a good excuse not to do housework. You could have told him to take his time. (Next time, buy a Dyson!)

Laura said...

Hurray for you- not throwing out something that could be fixed. With the bad economy and people not spending, that repairman might be getting very busy. Maybe he was mumbling something about that :) The company and Mexican food sounded like a nice way to spend the day of no hoovering.

Samos said...

I have an old metal kirby that needs fixing too. Can't bare to toss it out! :-)