Friday, September 28, 2007
I've been vacuuming
Yes indeedy, I've been keeping my Dyson vacuum busy. Honestly, vacuuming is my new hobby; it's so much fun to empty that thing and watch it fill up again. I'm serious! As you can see above, I still take time out for a horseback ride in the bottoms from time to time.
Anyhow, there haven't been many journal entries, because I knew people wouldn't find it very interesting to see pictures of my Dyson, or read about how much it sucks.
I had a conversation with the grandson last night; he stretched out on the couch with his head on a pillow, and I said, "If you go to sleep there, do you want me to wake you up?" (He's been known to go to sleep on the couch at 5 P.M. and sleep there until morning.)
"No! I'm not going to go to sleep on the couch today! I don't know why I'm so sleepy all the time; I think something's wrong with me."
"Well, let's see," I said. "It's 7:15 now. You would have had to go to bed fifteen minutes ago in order to get eight hours of sleep tonight, because you have to get up at three o'clock in the morning to be at work by four."
"Really?" He sat bolt upright and looked at the clock.
"Yep. Two and two makes four." (I got that from Barney Fife on an old Andy Griffith Show I watched a couple days ago). "And then there's the fact that you didn't go to bed at all, night before last; that sort of thing catches up with you eventually."
He confessed that he was in pursuit of female companionship that night. "That could have added to his weariness," I thought to myself. (Imagine me rolling my eyes here.)
"Dang, I was going to go to the doctor to see why I've been so tired," he said.
I should have told him to give me fifty bucks for an office call. I saved him the cost of whatever prescription he'd have had to purchase, too.