Yes, it’s true. I have a new love in my life. Meet my vacuum:

I realize I am cresting on a whole new level of lame, but it is what it is. I freaking love this thing. It’s like a toy, only better because you get results. The only downside is that I am a tad concerned that my enthusiasm is adversely affecting my mental health (i.e. vacuum is up and going at the sight of a single cat hair on the floor), but at least that beats being too depressed to clean at all…I think.

4 months today. Ugh. I’m making that sound a lot lately. Uuuuuuggghhhhh. Loud and guttural, from the pit of my belly and well up into my throat. When words fail me, when I see a picture and something twigs, when I have a thought and tell myself “I can’t wait to tell Joey that”. When I forget for a split second that he’s gone and that it will be a long-ass time before I get to see him again. Uuuuuuuggghhhhh. This sucks.

In un-sucky news, my Auntie Jean and Uncle Clive from Britain are over for a visit. Marm is excited:

There has finally been success in the eagle-spotting department, although that success is yet to be reflected on film. Still plenty of time though.

Ta-ta for now my pretties.

3 thoughts on “Uuuuuggghhh.

  1. Kimberly Burge June 22, 2011 / 11:37 pm

    Clearly you’re spending too much time with me. Next thing you know you’ll be gaining 50lbs, refusing to wear pants and replacing sugar with microwaveable meat. All while wearing knock off Crocs.

  2. torrymartin June 26, 2011 / 12:44 am

    I must say, that is one attractive vacuum!

  3. kevin June 28, 2011 / 7:40 pm

    “Wow, that vacuum really sucks”
    “Yes, it is very powerful”
    “That’s not what I…”
    (look of disapproval)
    “Erm, yeah it’s quite nice”
    (uncomfortable fidgeting)
    “Thanks, I like it too”

    Hope you’re doing okay, or at least…an upwards-trending level of coping?

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