Goodbye Ol' Girl

Posted by Sheri at 8/12/2007 8:03 AM
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Yesterday I said good-bye to my constant companion of three years.  I never anticipated it could be this painful.  But last night, at exactly 8:43 p.m., Dusti the Dust Buster died.  (I use the feminine spelling of Dusti because she was my girl.  My best girl.  I don't want to take anything away from my daughter.  Bam Bam is firmly planted in a tie for second place as my best girl with an appliance to be named later.)  (If you're not a sports fan the “to be named later” joke probably went right over your head.)  (Don't feel bad that it went right over your head.  You should realize that I wrote this entirely gratuitous parenthetical expression just so you wouldn't feel bad.)

This morning I was introduced to just how lonely the journey without Dusti was going to be.  She was the center of our universe, a surrogate aunt, if you will, who did none of the cooking but all of the cleaning (kind of like my husband minus the cleaning part).  The biting reality of how difficult life is going to be without her reared its ugly head this morning when Bam Bam dumped an entire bowl of Pirate's Booty on the kitchen floor.  It was with a heavy heart and grim sorrow that I reached for the archaic push broom, ever so gently cajoling Booty after Booty into the dustpan as Bam Bam eagerly danced on as many individual pieces as she could before I swept them under the couch into the pan and responsibly threw them away.  (Thank you in advance for not questioning on any level why my daughter had Pirate's Booty for breakfast.  Er, I mean with breakfast…with.)

In light of my recent misfortune, I am launching an international study that will once and for all address the age-old question, “Survival without portable vacuums: truth or myth?”  I am confident my findings will prove valid, with the exception I can never remember which is the dependent and which the independent variable in a study, so I'll have no idea what I measured.  This won't dissuade me from presenting my findings in a public forum. 

My hypothesis is people without portable vacuums who still manage to occupy presentable homes are the same people who have regular, professional cleaning services and still spend hours straightening up the house before the cleaning crew arrives.

{Editor’s Note:  After our second child was born, my husband and I decided we would splurge and hire a housekeeper to clean our home weekly, even though it meant taking food out of our kids’ mouths to afford her.  Literally, we pay her with chewed food.  Mandy comes every Thursday.  Consequently, the arts and crafts schedule in our household is as follows: Monday- pipe cleaners, Tuesday- washable markers, Wednesday- paint guns.}


 

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