It's been so long since I've posted that I have a tons of kiddo pictures that I could be posting. I have new products listed at SubEarthan Cottage that I could be talking about. I have a tutorial for a drawstring backpack that I could be writing. I have an update to the Avon product reviews that I began a couple of months ago that I need to write. I have an update to my cloth diapering series and a cheap diaper "hack" that I could share.
Instead of picking one of those many on topic and semi-useful subjects expound upon, I am choosing to share this odd little fact with you.
When I vacuum the house, the most exciting thing that usually happens is that my floors get clean. Occasionally I pick up a sock and have to partially dismantle the vacuum to retrieve it.
When this man vacuums the house...
Something about needing to move the computer and then needing to replace the electrical outlet in it's new location and then wanting to see what was behind the paneling, etc. So, basically it was If You Give a Mouse a Cookie the home edition from hell. Or something.
I almost feel the need to go take a video of my darling sleeping hubby to prove that he is, in fact, still breathing. I'm afraid I might wake the baby, though, so I won't. You'll just have to take my word that I won't kill him, at least not until the wall is replaced to my satisfaction.