True things are the most ridiculous.

Last time I vacuumed, I bumped the glass duck with the wounded beak. The glued end popped off and was immediately sucked into the Shop-Vac. On our hard floors, with Lucy and Lyman as permanent residents, a high-powered vacuum is a must.

We are adrift in dust in this house, and the vac needs to come out again. I need to remove the full bag, cut it in four directions, and sift through the cornbread crumbs, dried fruit and vegetable bits, seeds, leaves, dirt and everything else to find a bit of golden glass 1/2 inch long x 1/4 wide.

Done! 6 minutes max.

Ewww, dirt! My big project this year is the back yard.