that's exactly what it felt like today when I had to take apart my vacuum. the damn thing would not suck anything up. i was half tempted to just put it away and worry about it another time but i knew in my heart of hearts that was not the right thing to do.
with my new found motivation i threw it down and got to work.
by the time i was done it looked like i had pulled a whole cat out of the suction system. seriously, between the carpet and the fur i could have had a new pet. it was ridiculous.
once that was taken care of i vacuumed the entire living room and emptied the container several times so that i would know when i was done. i went over that rug until the canister was empty.
Tango quickly set forth to take care of the situation and rubbed his face all over the floor like a weirdo.
I also did about 45 minutes of cardio at the gym today and burned more calories than any of the other times i've gone.
I'm feeling pretty good about myself.