I appreciate having a clean home. Not that I "clean" all the time, but I like it to be picked up and clutter free most of the time. In the past, oh, 11 1/2 months, I'm sure my floors have not been the cleanest. Adjusting to having 2 children, and in the last few months, a crawling toddler who hasn't learned what "no" means has made it that much harder to get things done. The other day, I was reminded of another reason I rarely vacuum.
I pulled the vacuum out of the closet and Jude sees it from across the room and bursts into tears.....before I even have the thing plugged in! So, I can now do one of two things. Give up and put the vacuum away or proceed to vacuum (2000 square feet of carpet no less) with a screaming child on my heels. I decide that it'd been too long since the last time I endured the screaming while vacuuming and that I should, indeed, sweep my floors. In the past when I've vacuumed with Jude around (which HAS happened, but not very often:) I've tried giving him snacks in his high chair, turning on a movie, starting at the opposite end of the house as him, and he screams no matter what!
I started by holding him as I vacuumed. That was fun. As if vacuums aren't heavy enough on their own, but now I have a screaming, 20 lb toddler on my hip as I push the vacuum around. So, I thought to myself "Self, if he's just going to cry whether or not you are holding him, spare your back and arm the agony and let him cry on the floor!" So I did. After completing room number one, I laid him down and continued on my quest. He wailed and followed me around so I could witness his pitiful display the whole time I cleaned (which only took about 20 minutes) because I was vacuuming at speeds you wouldn't believe!
So please, in the future, if you come to my house and notice the floors may not be all that clean, just know that I am well aware.....It's just that I can only stand to torture my kids once in awhile.
No comments:
Post a Comment