When dust becomes a health hazard

From Daily Daguerreotype

Last week, after I had received the zoom lens in the mail but before I had returned it, I took some photos to test it out. I was blown away by it’s keen ability to pick up EVERYTHING. LIKE THE DUST ALL OVER MY HOUSE, SEEN HERE.

It was hard to part with the lens, but I thought it would be wiser to get one with AF as I take so many pictures of a dog. Who moves swiftly. And hates cameras.

But back to the dust here, for a second. I haven’t dusted in… well it’s been so long that I can’t quite remember. World’s Worst Activity, that dusting is. But I have dreadful allergies which instantly flare up when I get home from work and into the dust lair that is our apartment.

Tonight I sneezed so hard that it initiated a NOSEBLEED. Point taken, God.

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2 Responses to “When dust becomes a health hazard”

  1. bessis bessis Says:

    P, you call that dust? Clearly your housekeeping standards are WAY higher than mine. I don’t get alarmed until the dust bunnies start carrying away the baby.

  2. Priscilla Says:

    Boy, are you generous! If I don’t vacuum every other day, we have to dodge tumbleweeds of Mojerlin fur.

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