The chore list!

So today I spent the majority of the twins nap time vacuuming the house. It seems that I spend a lot of my time doing this chore lately, something that I loathed as a child. It was always on my chore list since I was the oldest and therefore the strongest! Why might you ask is strength a requirement when vacuuming, I'll tell you in one word "fliterqueen". Yes this was the R2D2 of vacuums and it weighed a ton and never went in the direction that you wanted it to go in. Man I hated that thing, and I thought it ironic that they call the steel nossel the beaterbar,,, yah you could beat someone with this. I'm telling you someone breaks in forget the baseball bat reach for the beaterbar, it's longer! and has a bunch of cords sticking out of it, with brass prongs!

So now I am older and a total transformation has happened, a miracle if you may, I actually enjoy vacuuming, the hum drowns out the background noise that I am otherwise listening to nonstop and it leaves me with my thoughts. Who needs expensive hyper floating tanks? Not to mention my favorite part when you hear the dirt getting sucked up it's like your the Rambo of cleaners, destroying small villages of crumbs, sand, and stones. In my head I hear the Mafia boss saying "send in the cleaner"!

Anyway, back to what I wanted to share with you, as I said earlier I hated vacuuming as a child and teenager at home, and every time I had to do it you can bet I complained to which my father always rebutted with the same question.... "You don't want to be like Linda Capper do you"? Who may you ask is Linda Capper, well if she only knew the impact she has made on my life, not a vacuuming session goes by without her name popping up, still to this day, and now I am sharing the infamous Linda Capper story with you.

Linda Capper, she was the daughter of my Nana's best friend and rival Joyce Capper. Linda was one of two daughters that never had to lift a finger at home, their mother waited on them hand and foot. So the answer to my Dad's rhetorical question that he always asked when the vacuuming discussion came up was... "You don't want to be like Linda Capper do you? She got married and didn't even know how to turn on the vacuum- then her husband left her!"

So there you go, this summer Henrik and I will be married for 11 years, all thanks to those great vacuuming skills I picked up in my youth! Linda, Linda, Linda, let your story be the beacon for all kids hating the duty of vacuuming!