Would you believe me if I told you I was just assaulted by a household appliance?
Ok, so I'm frantically running around trying to make the house look semi-presentable for when my wife returns tonight, after spending 3 weeks with her sister in Seattle. Dinner was cooked, the dishes and laundry were done, the kids were bathed and up watching a movie. The plan is coming together. Just have to sweep and vacuum.
So I'm jamming through the living room, around couches and end tables, I don't need the living room light on, because our vaccum has it's own headlight. Oh yea almost done, this is easy. Then I guess I got over confident, because the next thing I knew that Kirby was backing right up over my foot.
Then I was like a little kid. I forgot about it for about 45 minutes. Until I sat down here that is. Then once I saw the blood, and maybe a little bruising, suddenly my foot really hurts!
I can't wait to go back to work tomorrow. ;-)