Obviously, it’s a Mars-Venus thing.
Having decided it was high time to clean behind the furniture, I set Basil up with the vacuum and instructions to move the bureaus and radiator cover in our bedroom as he worked.
Then I climbed back upstairs to “my” desk to finish my work day, and listened as he worked for a bit, then went outside.
He returned with the leaf blower, which I later learned he used to blow the dust bunnies out from behind and inside the nooks and crannies of the radiator.
Although most of you are reading this thinking “plot of ‘I Love Lucy'” episode, he was quite proud of himself, and didn’t mind the dusty blower resting on our carpet … or the lovely gasoline fumes it was enveloped in.
Naturally, in using this novel cleaning approach, he managed to dust the entire room with a thin layer of grime that was much more challenging to clean than simply vacuuming in and around the radiator would have been.
When I pointed out that it probably hadn’t been a good idea to, ahem, bring the blower inside, he accused me of being critical.
Ladies? A little help here?
Sounds like someone else we know who wondered how to rinse the shower after scrubbing it without a hose – that’s what they use at the fire station!
EXACTLY like that!