I won’t say I was totally terrified, but I had started to become more than a little concerned. There were so many dust bunnies under the bed that I was afraid they were going to coalesce into a giant, fuzzy blob. The idea of waking up in the middle of the night clawing at this nebulous mass of detritus was giving me the heebie-jeebies. I did the only thing humanly possible. I broke out the vacuum cleaner.
As I took the machine from the hall closet I heard Robin say, “Do you know how to operate that?”
I replied, “Leave me alone I am on a critical mission. Our combined safety is at stake. I will figure this contraption out.”
I am proud to say I have met the dust bunnies, and they are conquered.
Semper fi.