I love a good mystery to solve, especially if it’s a true story. What you are about to read is a true mystery that involves me, my husband, a vacuum and an intruder. I will publish this story in several parts, for extra suspense.

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Tuesday night, I got home from my Doctor’s appointment around 5:00. Plopped my purse and jacket down on the kitchen table, checked my email, went to the kitchen to get a glass of Juicy Juice.

And then I noticed something.

Why are all of our dining room chairs and our vacuum moved to the kitchen? Oh, it looks like Funnel vaccumed our dining room! Aw, how sweet! He must have cleaned before he left for work this morning.

Then I noticed he swept the bedroom and our closet as well. I was absolutely swooning. He’s the best!

I took a quick shower, checked my facebook and my googlereader, then gave Funnel a call to see when he would be home from work and what he wanted to do for dinner. We were about to hang up, when I remembered! The vacuuming! “And thanks so much for vacuuming this morning! You’re so sweet.”

“What are you talking about?” he said. “I didn’t vacuum.”

“But the chairs were all moved! There are vacuum stripes in all the carpets.”

“I left right after you did this morning.”

“Seriously?”

Gulp.

After we hung up, I tried not to panic. Occacionally the maintenance guys have to come in to check our blinds, or look at our dishwasher.  Maybe they tracked in some mud and wanted to clean it up. That must have been it.

((to be continued)).

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