I’m pretty lucky. Joe vacuums. We have a lots of stairs and lots of carpet, and he takes care of it on Saturday mornings. My job is to hang with the girls and keep them occupied and out of his way. Let it be clear…I’ve offered to do this repeatedly, as long as he hangs with the girls for the time it takes, but he says he likes to do it himself.

Our Saturdays go something like this:

7am – I wake up with the girls. Joe sleeps in.

9am – Joe gets up, gets coffee and breakfast.

10am – “Is it cool if I vacuum now?” “Sure” {admittedly, this is often met with an eye roll as I’m usually about to step in the shower or in the middle of doing something that would make vacuuming inconvenient at that time.} We stay downstairs and move when necessary.

10:30am – I still have not heard the vacuum, but I do hear the click of the xbox controller.

11:00am – Joe gets out the vacuum. He asks me where the stair attachment is, though I have never used this vacuum, nor touched the stair attachment.

11:30am – I hear the vacuum start.

11:45am – The vacuum stops. Joe heads down to the garage. “What are you doing?” “Getting the charcoal out for the grill tonight.” Ok.

11:50am – He’s still downstairs. “Are you ok down there.” “Yes, just going through my Winter clothes.” The Winter clothes that are put away to go to storage? The ones you already went through? Yes. Those.

12:00 – He heads upstairs. Vacuum starts again.

12:05pm – The vacuum stops. I hear his guitar. “Can the girls run around up there so I can shower?” “No, I have to finish up, and I can’t really watch them. I’ll be done in a few minutes.”

12:50pm – it’s weirdly silent. “What are you doing?” “Uploading pictures.” Makes perfect sense. Picture uploading and vacuuming go hand in hand.

1:30pm – The vacuum starts up.

1:45pm – Vacuuming finished.

1:46pm – Joe asks, “Are you ready to go do something?” “No, I need to shower and get ready.” “You couldn’t do that while I was vacuuming?”

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