The Vacuum Cleaner Rebellion
When My Appliances Turned Against Me (and Taught Me Self-Love)
It all began on a Tuesday, which, in my experience, is the most suspicious day of the week. Monday gets all the blame, but Tuesday is where things really start to go off the rails. I had just finished a long Zoom call in which I nodded sagely for an hour while understanding nothing, and decided that, as a responsible adult, I should vacuum.
Big mistake.
I rolled out "Vince the Vacuum" — a name I gave it during the pandemic, when I started talking to my appliances more than actual people. Vince was always a bit moody, but reliable. Until that day.
I flipped the switch. Vince roared to life like a vengeful jet engine. Then, instead of politely sucking up the cereal I had been stepping over for three days, it lunged forward, wrapped its cord around my ankle like a lasso, and spun in place like it was possessed by the spirit of a rodeo champion.
I screamed. Vince roared. My cat, Professor Whiskers, launched himself into the curtains. The toaster buzzed aggressively, seemingly in solidarity. I stumbled backwards and fell directly into a pile of unfolded laundry, which, thank heavens, cushioned both my ego and my tailbone.
Once I’d untangled myself and sent Vince back into the closet for time-out (and possibly an exorcism), I stood in my now slightly cleaner but traumatized apartment, panting. That’s when I noticed the sticky note on the fridge: "Maybe the problem isn’t us. It’s you."
I had no memory of writing that. I narrowed my eyes at my fridge, suspiciously silent but humming with judgment.
That's when things got weirder.
Over the next few days, the rebellion spread. The blender would start up randomly every time I walked by, turning a peaceful kitchen trip into a jump scare. My toaster began burning my toast in passive-aggressive protest, leaving behind charred messages like "Listen to your feelings" and “Therapy is valid.” My smart speaker started playing breakup songs every time I asked for lo-fi beats.
It all came to a head during a FaceTime call with my best friend.
"I think my appliances are mad at me," I confessed, cradling a cold cup of tea (the kettle refused to work unless I apologized first).
There was a long pause. “You’ve been home alone too long,” she said gently.
“No, really. They’re trying to tell me something. Like... like they want me to slow down.”
My friend raised an eyebrow, clearly preparing the number for a wellness hotline.
But I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Maybe, just maybe, the rebellion wasn’t about the vacuum. Or the blender. Or even the toaster’s existential toast. Maybe my appliances were reflecting the chaos I was creating—running on low energy, overheating, burning out.
That night, instead of forcing myself to clean or be productive, I lit a candle, took a bubble bath, and played soft jazz. The vacuum stayed quiet. The blender didn’t buzz. Even the smart speaker played a relaxing guided meditation without a single sarcastic interruption.
I started giving myself more grace. I made my bed just because it felt nice. I cooked something other than microwave noodles. I even started talking nicely to Vince again.
And slowly, my apartment calmed down.
A week later, I tried vacuuming again. Vince made a low grumble but cooperated. I like to think he appreciated the bath bombs and self-reflection.
It turns out, my appliances weren’t malfunctioning—they were mirroring my burnout. I was pushing through every task like a machine, ignoring all signs of exhaustion until everything (and everyone, including poor Professor Whiskers) was ready to snap.
So I made a decision.
I scheduled actual breaks into my day. I set boundaries with work. I even started journaling—on paper, not a toaster.
And each time I slowed down, I felt the resistance around me soften. The blender purred contentedly when I made smoothies. The toaster delivered perfect golden-brown slices with quiet dignity. The vacuum, while still a bit dramatic, stayed on task.
I now keep that sticky note on my fridge, right next to a magnet that says “Self-care is not selfish.” It turns out, even a vacuum rebellion can be a wake-up call if you’re willing to listen.
And if not? Well, I hear air fryers are starting to unionize.
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