dirty hands.

Spring cleaning started unexpectedly in our home when my lovely brother told me that the tv was on fire. oh man. well, I don't know about fire but it did smell like melted wires.  Then for the next 8 hours we proceeded to move furniture and cords around that haven't been moved since I was like 6. It was a little gross. The vacuum may or may not have over heated 3 times.

While the initial idea of a broken tv and hours of cleaning didn't sound too fun, it quickly became a family project and we all spent the whole day together working and cleaning for fun. My mother thought it was something of a miracle.

There is also the fantastic bonus of an excuse to shop for a new tv! That, unfortunately, is not my job. I think I can leave that up to dad though. He's pretty good at that stuff. :)