Vacuuming is the potato chip of chores. You can't just vacuum one room. But I wouldn't have been vacuuming if it hadn't been for the pillow that suddenly decided to leak feathers, so it was the pillow's fault that the whole afternoon went up the vacuum cleaner. But what was the pillow's motive?
It wanted my head!
After all that vacuuming, I was tired. Naturally I decided to lie down for a few minutes. Next thing I knew it was almost midnight, and I had slept the evening away.
The pillow knew this would happen! Never trust a feather pillow!