I found myself alone with 10 minutes of free time tonight, so I decided to cross one thing off my mental to-do list by searching the vacuum bag for the diamond earring I lost on Thanksgiving. We have an Oreck upright vacuum and although it’s convenient that the bag holds 2 months of disgustingness, it doesn’t seem very hygienic. I actually can’t believe how much dirt, hair, and other detritus was in that bag, but I touched every single fuzzball in search of my earring, which, by the way, I did not find. Maybe the dog ate it and I’ll find it in the yard this spring. That gives me something to look forward to.
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