I just blew up my vacuum cleaner.

I guess the good news is that I got almost the whole house done before it crapped out. The thing is 10 years old, I guess its lived a good life. Although, Phil had me carry it outside to the deck, put it on the table and now he’s got a project. Poor guy can’t stand being still.

I suppose working on it won’t hurt him. He just yelled in, “I didn’t know a vacuum cleaner had so many parts!”