I’m not sure I’ve mentioned this before, but another household chore I absolutely adore is vacuuming. I could do it every day and be happy, if only the trade-off were that I never had to dust. Ever. Now, I’m not one of those who has to have perfectly symmetrical lines, and I don’t actually vacuum every day, but at the very least, once a week.
Now let me tell you what I wouldn’t enjoy. Having to roll up my sitting room carpet every spring, lug it outside, hang it on a clothesline and hammer the dirt out of it with this carpet beater. Yes, that’s what they did in the early 20th century before vacuum cleaners became affordable.
Carpets, rugs, clothes, cushions and bedding were all cleaned with a carpet beater. I guess it might come in handy for getting gravel out of car floor mats or sand out of beach towels before running them through the washer. But carpet? It’s heavy!
I guess women back in the day had a little extra *umpf* in them. They did the wash by hand, canned, ironed everything in sight, beat carpet and cooked homemade meals that would put meat on anyone’s bones. And they probably did this with a baby on their hip. Today, I’ve got a Dyson ball vacuum, riding lawn mower, Walmart and washing machine with 10 cycles. Oh, and a daycare lady I cannot live without.
I feel a little guilty pleasure in my vacuuming now.
Until we walk again …