Maybe that's the connection.
Could this old vacuum somehow symbolize that life and how it was sucked right out of me with the onset of middle age, marriage, motherhood and menopause? Is it now trapped somewhere deep inside this old vacuum among the dust and dirt?
I guess I've got issues.
Either way, in spite of having central vac roughed in for the past three years, I cringe every time my husband threatens to install a shiny new vacuum system and kick this old relic to the curb. I've even had the motor replaced and the worn out cord repaired.
Just like new, or so I thought. I was using it yesterday and wondered if the bag was full because I wasn't getting enough power. Then I felt the breeze on my hand and spied the damage where years of dragging the old thing around had finally caused the hose to separate from the top of the suction bar.
No problem, I went out last night and bought a nice big roll of duct tape. Hell, you can't even notice the repair, the tape is the same color as the hose and I've got the rest of the roll to keep right on taping it.
Good as new once again, at least for today!
Am I the only one who has an old appliance that they won't part with no matter how ridiculous it is to hang on to? How about your own duct tape stories. What have you used it to repair that should be put to rest in the nearest landfill?