I have one. With the salt that
BYU uses to melt the ice on campus.
Sure, everything is all fine and dandy and great when they use salt, right? It melts all the ice, I no longer have to be afraid of slipping, falling, breaking my head open and dying, or at the very least bruising my pride and my backside. So the salt is great, we should all love it!
Yay for the salt!
WRONG!!!!!! See, I only love it when I'm out walking around campus on an icy cold day. But as soon as that salt gets inside, it's pure EVIL! You all laugh, but it's true. Take my word, as a custodian who has to to deal with it. A. When it is still intact in little white balls, it refuses to be
vacuumed up. Refuses I tell you! B. As you get
further inside, it's no longer
seeable, but it's there, lurking, in the carpet. And let me tell you, that salt does NOT get along with my
vacuum. Not at all, and so then I have to force my
vacuum to go at all. It feels more like I'm pushing something that weighs as much as I do instead of some dinky, mostly plastic vacuum. Which means by the end of the day at work, my right arm has gotten a really good workout, and I'm sweating like a pig from having to push a
vacuum so hard. The other day it was so bad that it made my back hurt!
So, that's right. I do have a love-hate relationship with salt.
IceMelt salt to be specific. Or maybe I should really just blame it on the students who track it into the RB....
hmmmm.......
On the other hand, here are some things I have a clear cut relationship with.
I HATE:
The fact that I have a cold and my nose is running like it's in a marathon.
That my books for next semester are going to cost me upwards of 300 buckaroos.
That I don't really get much of a Christmas break because Jacob and I are being responsible and working some extra hours.
The fact that those extra hours are all at different times and that we won't have time to have fun adventures together while we're stuck in Provo.
The fact that I can never quite remember how to spell vacuum(is it two c's, two u's, or two of both?)
I LOVE:
Jacob.
The fact that I just took my last final and I feel pretty good about all of them.
That is warmed up a little bit and I
don't' feel like a human icicle the second I step outside.
That it is going to be Christmas Eve in a week, and Christmas the day after that.
That spellcheck can take care of my "vacuum"s for me.