‘When life gives you lemons, make lemonade!’ Isn’t that the old adage?
LEMONS= it was too quiet in the den. Which is always suspect…I wandered in to find baby ninja shrieking in delight as she ran toward me. Then I saw it: a pile of finely shredded styrofoam balls all over the carpet. My nemesis; they stick to everything and are impossible to clean up. Darn you, static cling.
LEMONADE= if I have to vacuum, I’m at least going to make it interesting. So I chased the ninjas around the room with the vacuum until I successfully ‘treed’ them (on the couch). Not gonna lie- I am enjoying this phase and hope it lasts. They still believe I can somehow suck them up into the vacuum. Yes, I am a bit demented. No, I don’t feel bad about it all!