WELL, I just recently decided to scrap that plan. I literally said to myself, "forget it, Liz, it's never going to happen, so just get tires for Paul's truck." I nodded to myself in agreement and went in and changed the nickname for that account to reflect its new purpose in life.
A few days ago I realized I had about enough in there to switch out Paul's balogna skin tires for something that has a fighting chance of keeping him actually ON the road and going in the right direction.
And wouldn't ya know...this morning as I was vacuuming, my old trusty rattly vacuum cleaner bit the dust.
So I got my Dyson Ball at the PX, grossed myself out with that first run across our floors and diligently started saving up for tires. Again.
As a quick note, though? It is truly frightening that even though I vacuumed our floors two days ago, it was easy to tell where Reliable Rita wheezed her last. My previous statement that I own the messiest family in the world stands. Truly.
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thats b/c Dysons are awesome... Kim wanted to see how mine worked so I took mine to her house... she had just vacuumed her rug and then we vacuumed with the dyson got a TON stuff.
I am glad you got a dyson and hope you can Paul some tires soon :)
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