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Friday Family History: Vacuuming Flashback

I've spent a fair amount of time this morning vacuuming.  I had been nursing along my old vacuum for quite some time, but recently decided to go ahead and buy a new one.  Oh, what joy:  no stopping every few minutes to unclog the hose, no loss of suction.  It behaves the way a vacuum cleaner should.  To add to its appeal, it takes me back to my childhood every time I use it. 

 
Now, I don't mean back to my baby days, when I was terrified of the sound of the vacuum.  No, I mean back to my big girl days--when I was 3--and I could be a helper.



Dressed to the nines in my bright outfit, complete with doggie slippers, I was ready to tackle the challenge.  The canister wheeled behind me as I glided the attachment over the gold carpet.  


The very best part of vacuuming, though, came at the end.  Once the vacuum was off and the cord unplugged, I pressed the magic button and swoosh! the cord automatically retracted into the machine.  

Guess what?  My new vacuum cleaner, though not a canister vac, has that same magic button that rewinds the cord!  I think I'll go vacuum another room, so I can push the rewind button again.

What reminds you of your childhood?

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Thanks for working vacuum cleaners, and pleasant memories.

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  1. I remember using the same vacuum as a child. I think it was a Eureka.

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  2. How wonderful to be happy with such a small thing! I vacuum every day - first job I do once awake and dressed,- because of the 4 cats of course, but I love to do it! I really don't mind house chores, I really don't. Washing the dishes - yes, by hand, don't have a dishwasher - is my other favorite. I think because you can see direct result from doing it. A clean floor and furniture and a tidy countertop just make me happy I guess. Have fun vacuuming!!!

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  3. The smell of homemade bread baking takes me right to my grandmother's kitchen!

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  4. I had one of those buttons! AND last week my hair dryer died -- there were sparks and everything -- so I got a new one -- and it has that button!

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  5. I forgot about that button! I loved it! I did hate the canister vacuum though - it was always tipping over. I suppose I went to fast around the corners. So happy for you that you have a new one. Nothing like a vacuum that works!

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