If there were a vacuuming Olympics, I should win at least a bronze medal yesterday and today for stamina. Yesterday I tackled the tile on the first floor: utility room, dining area, kitchen, pantry, and two half-baths. I filled up the cannister on my Dyson battery-powered vacuum and had to recharge before I could finish.
Today I vacuumed the carpet in the living room, foyer, and office, moving everything in the areas at least once and going beside the baseboards with a whisk broom to loosen all the pet hair that has accumulated since we got our new puppy. With two cats and two dogs (the fish doesn’t shed, thank goodness) they bring it in and leave it everywhere faster than I can vacuum it up.
Since I’m a slob, I let things go while I tended my husband after his surgeries and tended the animals, leaving everything else to fend for itself.
I feel a little bit better about the first floor, at least. The energy drink I tried yesterday tasted okay. It was sugar-free and only 5 calories. I couldn’t feel any difference in my energy level. Maybe I need to drink a gallon of it…