Decided it was spring cleaning time again. The time of year when things that are always covered in dust believe its their birthday and get a bath. Its a bit more difficult this year owing to my (still) extremly painful leg, and the fact that a disabled friendly vaccuum cleaner has not yet been invented.
Still if you dont try you'll never get the hump says I, so I went off to buy a Vax carpet cleaner. It was on special offer in B&Q but there was only one available about an hours drive from us. I promptly reserved it online and off we went.
We didnt need a sat nav cos hubby knew exactly where this B&Q was, but I hid it in the glove compartment cos I know what he's like! We arrived at the Gallows corner branch with no trouble, unfortunatly I wanted the Roneo Corner branch! As luck would have it hubby had left the sat nav in the car just in case!! (Lying bleeder)!
Got to the branch, waited half an hour for it to be brought from the 'Ring and reserve' lock up, and off we went home.
Ok, ready for action. Kids at school, sun shining brightly, will have the floor clean and dry in no time!
Now I dont really know what happened. Perhaps, for one split second, my brain decided the words 'Carpet shampooer' was the same as 'vacuum cleaner'. Or maybe aliens abducted the item I wanted without me knowing and replaced it with a bloody large vacuum cleaner which didnt wash carpets. Or possibly i'm a complete dickhead who cant read properly. I go for the alien explanation. Suffice to say I bought the wrong item.
Luckily we have a local B&Q who were nice enough to refund my money and also give me lots of little 'What an idiot' looks disguised as pity the poor disabled lady.
After that I was in no mood for joviality, so we headed for Comet where I can always find a salesman who pisses me off. They seem to be pulled there like magnets. Working forever in their own little world of perfect prices, excellent offers and sales to die for. Any difficult question and they are off to find their manager who is always a big butch cockney geezer with an answer for everything.
Had to get the lift upstairs but there were plenty of salesmen up there watching me pushing my metal wheelchair over the staticky carpet. Up we went and over to the carpet cleaners. Found what we wanted immediatly but then realised all the salesmen had gone downstairs.
Leaning over the escalator like an extra from Jackass soon got their attention, and the shiny salesman appeared.
Why is it, whenever I expect an arguement, get myself all ready to blow my top until i'm thrown out, do I get the salesman from heaven?
Perhaps my 'little wheelchair angel smile' has been perfected but within three seconds a £60 discount was offered.
And so, after six hours of sodding about, we arrived home with our new baby, a Vax carpet shampooer extrodinaire. Still too late to clean today, i'll do it in the morning when the kids have gone to school......
Today I dont feel like spring cleaning. Maybe next year!