obsessive

May 30, 2010 at 9:07 am 2 comments

It’s sweeping season.

Here is the main culprit:

It is mind-blowing the amount of hair that comes off of this canine. I’m not kidding. If I swipe my foot across the rug, even slightly, a hamster-sized clump of hair balls up under my feet. If you are unwise enough to look at the floor from an oblique angle, you can see snowdrifts of hair backed up against table legs, assembling in corners, massing beneath the couch. And, seriously, if you plan on wearing fleece, particularly black fleece, you might want to choose a different house to visit.

But more than seasonal dog shedding, it seems our floor is collecting more debris than usual as well. Or the kids are dropping more than usual. Or, this foolish mom is choosing more crumbly snacks than usual. Whatever it is, it’s insane.

One morning I swept upon waking, gathering a large dustpan of hair and mysterious bits. Then friends came over and the kids ate popcorn. I swept again. Later we went for a dog walk and returned home with Spring debris attached to our feet. I swept again. Another friend came over in the evening and hamster food was “refilled” by zealous toddler helpers. I swept again. By the time the kids were asleep the floor needed it again.

Writing this down, I wonder, what’s insane, the amount of stuff on the floor? Or the lady that repeatedly sweeps it only to watch it fall again?

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  • 1. starrynightcoach  |  June 1, 2010 at 12:12 pm

    Sucks about the hair, but that is a very cute culprit 😉

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  • 2. Marirose  |  June 12, 2010 at 5:57 pm

    There’s nothing insane about your floor, or about you sweeping it! It’s just a little wearisome, I think. Sometimes I vacuum our 5×8′ rug 3 times a day and it still has sawdust, dirt and doghair on it at the end of the day. Then my husband will SWEEP it so that he can actually lay down on it to do a few stretches! I think that’s just what happens when you actually live at home and go outside a lot. Oh well.

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