Last summer I got this
great vacuum cleaner from this old cleaning shop across the street
from my apartment complex. The place sold all kinds of cleaning
supplies and items for vacuum cleaners. I don't remember the name of
the place. In fact the place is no longer there. I had dropped in to
see about getting some cleaning supplies for my apartment. When I
went and to the store for the first time I was met by a female maybe
just a little bit younger than me. She was one of the owners of the
operation. She desperately outplace. She looked like a cross between
the LDS really society president and a soccer mom. In fact she was
just things. I found that her husband had some sort of progressive
debilitating disease process. Her husband usually ran this part of
the operation. However, his disability had worsened and now he was
either at the hospital are in bed at home. The soccer mom was now
running the operation. She looked bewildered, exhausted and confused.
A couple of weeks
following my initial meeting with a lady I had returned because the
vacuum cleaner that came with the divorce stopped operating. The
machine's motor| still worked the| brush bar would no longer spin,
the brush bar is that piece in the front of vacuum which beats the
right and told the dirt into the dirt bag. The vacuum shop is in the
same strip mall as it supermarket I use. So I dropped in to the
vacuum shop one morning I was shopping to ask about possible problems
with my vacuum.. In short the lady offered me a vacuum cleaner they
had overhauled but it never returned to pick up. She sold me the
machine for $25 it was a deal. We also talked about her husband and
his progressive disability. I gave her some insights and some options
to call and I figured all is good.
I noticed this summer the
lady in the cleaning supply shop were no longer there. I'm sure the
lady had had enough. She was not about to be a shopkeeper. I'm sure
she was overwhelmed with her husband I sure hope they did okay one
where the other. My cleaning lady couldn't make it yesterday. I
decided I would vacuum this morning and really start cleaning up the
place… I don't need no cleaning lady. Halfway through my vacuum of
my bedroom I accidentallysucked up part of my cool weather vest, I
got to pull string wrapped up in the brush far and did the vacuum
cleaner turned off quick enough and I burned small elastic bands
which connects the brush bar to the motor.
I called my brother to let
him know I needed his help. Of course, the game over this evening and
we had a great visit. He checked out my vacuum cleaner and found a
broken belt. II was hoping the polygamist hardware store, across the
street, would have what I needed. And of course the hardware store
had a gazillion belts but none the right size for me. He's going to a
vacuum cleaner shop tomorrow.I'm looking forward to a working vacuum
cleaning up my unit.
I was so pleased with
myself today, I started using the produce that any dropped off
yesterday afternoon. I love the organic-ness of things grown in the
garden, no sharp edges here anywhere. I really got into taking images
of a particularly shapely red pepper. I used to cover tonight when I
cook my steak (which I got last week at the food bank) what a treat.
Now I patiently wait for my brother to return.
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