Vacuuming Fun

While vacuuming around and under the bed today, I was pushing some stuff that was under the bed, out of the way, and……….

What do you do when you find a Baretta in your boyfriend’s bedside table?

Or a pair of his ex-wife’s panties under the bed.

Those were the ex’s, right?

Do you tell him you were being nosy and looking through his shit while he was out of the house?

Because that IS what was happening, sort of, although it didn’t start out that way.

But, it’s a gun, you say….

Yes, that’s right, sister, it sure as hell is.

And those panties, they were black….

How many pair of black panties do YOU own, little missie?

But that’s not the point, you say…

O.k. then, what is the point?

I could talk to myself all day long, getting no good answers and still I’d wonder, if I hadn’t been vacuuming, I wouldn’t have had to move anything under the bed out of the way,

Which would have eliminated the possibility of then looking all around under the bed to get stuff out of the way

And I wouldn’t have found the black panties

Or the pictures

So I wouldn’t have opened the drawers looking for where to put the pictures

So then wouldn’t have found the Baretta.

……………………………..................Pictures of him with his various ex’s, if you really want to know…

Yes, I had a fun time vacuuming today, dear……..