I recently went through all the filters, snipped hair wound around the beater, cleared out tubes and passageways.
Then it stopped working.
It would just blow the stuff on the floor around—suck it in and then blow it out. It was frustrating. I thought I had done everything I could to get it working again.
It took me about an hour. I took the vacuum apart again and eventually found a hard mass in the main suction hose.
After a wild variety of contortions, I was finally able to ram the obstruction through the hose until an ugly monstrosity popped out. Check it out below.
I was able to ram out the bane of my existence with a steel rod, one I've had since my seminary days to use for object lessons on the iron rod.
Do you ever feel like something is stuck inside of you and you don't know what it is or where it is? You can feel it, sense it, but you can't see it.
And things feel clogged up. Like you can't move. You can't get yourself out of the ditch. You can see the road you are supposed to be on, but you are stuck in that ditch.
Recently I read:
"Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate." —Carl Jung
Until you know what is keeping you stuck, it will keep you stuck, sometimes for a lifetime.
Recently, with the help of my wife and my Heavenly Father, I discovered a personal hair ball. When you become conscious of something you have been doing your whole life, something that you didn't know you were doing, and then all of a sudden it is there on the floor, a wound up mass of dirt and hair and stupidity—well, it doesn't feel that good.
But I am so grateful. I feel entirely free.
It is too personal to share, even for me, the president of the local chapter of the self-disclosure club. But believe me when I say it has been one of the most freeing experiences of my life.
And, by the way, I got to be a hero for unclogging the vacuum cleaner.