As you know, George and I were together for about 14 years (dated for 3, married for almost 11). And in that 14 years, there were some things I never saw George do. Simple, little things like unloading the dishwasher or vacuuming. Maybe he didn’t know how to do them. Honestly, I don’t think G ever used the vacuum. Ever. I just thought that the dust or dirt didn’t bother him. Or maybe he didn’t see it? Ignorance is bliss, I guess.

But then on Sunday, something happened. I was vacuuming the living room and G asked to use the vacuum when I was done! What. The. F*ck. I almost died. And then I had to document it.

I know the only reason he posed like that is because he knows I have never seen him vacuum. Can’t wait to see what other hidden talents he he’s been hiding!