Fall brings out the domestic Goddess in me.

And so does a new vacuum.

Seriously, I love to vacuum.

Friday I bought a middle-of-the-line Hoover. My other vacuum (not a Hoover) was fed up with the dog hair and rigorous workouts that I tend to put my vacuums through.

So off to the vacuum heaven my tired, old one went.

And in its place a shiny new red one with exciting new accessories to explore. Yesterday was the day to take it for a test drive and I don’t think my house and car knew what hit them. It was as if I was in a vacuum cleaning trance!

I don’t think there is an inch of my house that wasn’t touched and now I have this driving itch to take it for a whirl through my writing cottage.

But Kylie scattered to her kennel as she does when the “naughty” vacuum comes out. And Gidget, well, she goes from room to room. Wherever IT is, she is not.

The whirring sound echoed throughout our house and outside for a good part of the morning. And I noticed after vacuuming the screen door, my last place of attack for the day, that Gidget was in her bed only inches away.

She didn’t take off this time as she usually does with a “don’t come near me” look at the vacuum. Perhaps this vacuum and her will be friends…. or she was lulled to sleep from all that humming…or perhaps she was exhausted from trying to keep up with my vacuuming frenzy.

At any rate, I don’t know what exactly it is about Fall, but I love honoring the domestic Goddess in me.

Snuggling in close to my own surroundings, being with John and the dogs, making delicious dinners, fires in the woodstove, and tackling home projects… it is all very grounding.

A great sense of accomplishment and pride in home- maybe that’s what it is.

Home has always been so important to me. It’s where I feel most centered and where I welcome the domestic Goddess when she wishes to come out and play.

Each Goddess within us, so necessary to explore and honor when she presents herself.

And I do think that Vacuum Goddess is calling out again, so I best sign off and take her for a whirl through the walls of my writing cottage.

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