very, very accomplished right now.
Why? I'll tell you why! *grins*
Growing up I learnt how to use a vacuum cleaner once I was big enough to actually drag the bloody thing around (and I actually swing a mean vacuum cleaner), but there's one thing that no-one ever taught me: How to change/empty the dust bag. Someone else (usually Mum, or, when I was working at Muffin Break, one of the other girls) would always empty it.
Well, today that all changed. Mum's not here, none of my old workmates are here, and I'm sure Agnes or my boss would absolutely love
me if I called them up to ask them how to empty the dust bag on a vacuum cleaner. They'd probably wonder what the heck I was on!
So, I'm cleaning the flat (well, part of it. The living room mainly, which also doubles as my bedroom, the kitchen and a couple of other things), picking up all the rubbish that's accumulated over the semester (during term I just don't get the time to clean. It's work, eat sleep, rinse and repeat). Oh, it's not messy
messy, it's just I don't get time to do a serious cleaning so it looks kinda... messy... yeah. I'll just stop that statement ri~ight
there and say nothing more. Add on top of that the fact that I've been sick for the last few weeks with little to no energy and you get the idea.
So, all the rubbish was either in the bins or in the recycling and I went and grabbed the vacuum. After tripping the fuses four freaking times!
and plunging myself into darkness I finally figured out what I needed to turn off/unplug so that I could use the vacuum (good news is it only took me four minutes of flicking random switches in the fuse box thingy up near my door to work out how to get my electricity back). Laptop, stereo, external hardrive, all of those were unplugged and I cautiously turned the vacuum on for the fifth
time to find it working and myself not
suddenly thrust back into the dark ages.
About two minutes into vacuuming I realised that there just wasn't any suction happening. There wasn't anything stuck in the pipes so I figured the bag had to be full.
Cue much swearing as I tried to figure exactly where
the bag was placed in the vacuum and where the opening was. I found it eventually and got it opened.
I seriously don't think that bag had been emptied in a couple of years. I'm surpised I had any suction at all to be honest.
Getting the bag out didn't actually turn out to be a problem. A bit of swearing, a bit of wiggling promising bits in the vacuum and out comes the bag. There was this little sliding clip at the bottom of the bag which looked like it was holding it closed, so I pulled it off, put the bag inside a bigger garbage bag (and made sure that there was no way
any dust would come flying out, made sure I held onto the top of the dust-bag and shook the ever living crap out of if to empty it.
One empty dust-bag was the result... and a crap load of dust/hair/I don't even want to think about it was in the garbage bag. Of course I didn't actually succeed in keeping all the dust out and I'm still
sniffling and sneezing from it, but I did it! And I managed to get it back into
the vacuum cleaner without any problems at all!
So, I'm feeling very accomplished right now!
I also got out of the house again today. I went out for lunch with Agnes. She finally cashed in her "I owe you a meal of your choice" thing I gave her for her birthday and we had a really nice lunch at Bar Magnus and then wandered around the town for a while. I then came home and did a crap load of cleaning. I'm feeling a little shaky and tired right now, but, hey! The important part of the flat is clean. I still have to do the study/bedroom (not that I actually sleep in there, but it's still a bedroom), but no visitors go in there. I also have to do the bathroom, but that won't take me too
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