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THE DAY THE VACUUM CLEANER DIED

I woke up this morning, a little groggy not quite awake when I heard my wife rustling around the house. So I got up and got dressed. A little hungry I went into the kitchen to make breakfast, when I noticed that my wife was a little agitated. What's the matter sweety, I asked a little concerned.

Well I was going to vacuum the living room floor and the vacuum wouldn't turn on. She said in an annoyed tone. I poured myself a glass of orange juice and sat at the table. Not quite willing to look at anything until I had some toast and a chance to wake up a little more.

My wife jenny was looking a little, more upset. I think it was because I hadn't gotten up to see if there was anything I could do to fix the vacuum. I told her to relax; I'm going to look at it when I am finished with breakfast.

You don't understand…I need to vacuum the house because Cara is going to have one of her friends over later this afternoon and it needs to be cleaned up.

Okay! Okay! I got up and rinsed my cup and placed it in the sink. Okay let me see, when did it work last? I asked looking over the thing. Well I think the last time I used it was last Tuesday, it didn't seem to have any problems when I used it then. She got a curios look on her face. Now that you mention it, it was making a little squeaky noise. But I didn't think much of it because it was working just fine.

I put my finger on my chin and thought for a second. I have an idea, I said. So I laid the vacuum down on its side and tried to see if there was anything obviously out of place. Jenny was pacing walking around me, waiting to see what I could have found. Would you just go sit down over there and relax while I checked this thing out? I said with an annoyed tone. So she went to the chair and sat down. Still upset that she had to get things done before Cara and her friend came over.

Jenny's POINT OF VIEW

When Joe got out of bed, I was frustrated, because I needed to get my carpet vacuumed before Cara and her friend came over. He asked me what the problem was and I told him. Instead of coming over right away, he went and made some toast and poured some orange juice. I think he came over just to shut me up. Because I know he hates it when I complain.

He was looking at it, just trying to see what was he was doing, maybe if I looked with him we would see the problem sooner. It seemed to annoy him and he told me to sit down and relax. I did but was tapping my feet, anxious to get this thing going.

I was just starting to get relaxed a little bit when I heard him scream. I see the problem, he exclaimed. I put my hand over my chest my heart was about to pop out of my chest. DUDE! Why do you got to scream like that? I thought there was something wrong with you. I said.

Sorry sweety, I just got a little excited when I saw this thing jammed in the belt.

JOE'S POINT OF VIEW

I was looking around the bottom of the vacuum and it was pretty dirty, and it made it difficult to see anything. Jut then I saw something jammed in the belt. I see the problem I said. I must have said it a little too loud, because she looked like she just had a heart attack. I went back to working on the vacuum, and pulled the object out of the vacuum. I couldn't believe it, it was a really long beaded necklace that belonged to Cara.

She must have used it and when she sucked up the necklace, got scared and put the vacuum back in the closet without telling anybody. I went and got a pair pliers, and managed to get the necklace out of the vacuum. I plugged it in and hit the switch.

The machine came to life and Jennifer said it was actually working better than it ever has. Jennifer was able to get the carpets all cleaned and was able to relax, with me by her side and a good cuddle movie. Of course, that was after we sent Cara to her friend's house to have a sleep over.

Life is good when you have a good working vacuum cleaner.

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