Nursing a headache thanks to Saturday’s “incident”, I discovered housework can be hazardous to the noggin.
It all started out with a trip to pick up Rosie the Roomba vacuum cleaner. Purchased with the help of birthday money and a coupon, I left Bed, Bath & Beyond elated and couldn’t get home fast enough.
Ripping open the box, Rosie made her grand entrance.
For hours we watched her do her magic. It was fascinating. I’m sure it will be a time-saver after the initial thrill wears off.
To ensure maximum cleaning, I ran around excitely picking up large objects off the floor. In the laundry room was a top to a shaving cream container…I don’t understand that either…so I leaned down to pick it up and…
WACK!!! I slammed my head into the doorway. Like super hard to where I thought I may have given myself a concussion.
Mom Down! Mom Down!
I didn’t cry in pain during childbirth, but this brought tears. After screaming out in pain, my son called out from his room to hold it down while he’s on the Xbox mic.
Who knew vacuuming could be dangerous…even if you aren’t the one doing the work.
The good news is I believe it jarred awake a few brain cells because all of the sudden I can do Geometry again.