Stressing

Like worrying about the baby isn't bad enough ...now I'm stressing about my meeting with a potential client this morning.  Yesterday I gave the kitchen and the downstairs a super cleaning ('cause heaven knows I've completely slacked off feeling the way I have the past month), but my vacuum is still pretty much useless.  I still think it has a clump of dirt and dog hair hiding inside one of the tubes 'cause it still doesn't suck up stuff on the carpet right.  It mostly pushes the existing dog hair around.  I think I'm just going to shave my dog!  >.>

On top of my vacuum stresses, the dog we've been pet-sitting since Sunday puked right in the middle of the floor Monday night and it left a huuuuuuuge stain.  *sigh*  So during my cleaning spree yesterday, I had my step-son bring up the steam-vac and I nuked the spot with hot water and soap.  It pretty much got the stain out ...but now that one patch of carpet is waaaaay cleaner than the rest!  lol ...I can't win.  

So all I've been able to think is, "When this mother walks into my house and sees my carpet, there's no way in hell she's gonna wanna leave her son in my care.  I can't even care for my carpet!"  ><  All I can hope is that maybe she's nearsighted or something ...I pray she overlooks my dog-hair infested upstairs and I get her business.  We could definitely use the income.  *sigh*