Ding! The alert notification function on my phone went off. My quilt buddies looked puzzled as I giggled. " Rudy was stuck on a cliff" I knew I was free! My goofy smile continued the puzzled looks. I launched into the explanation of dark places interrupting Rudy's daily cycle.
Early in my relationship with Rudy I became quite frustrated. Rudy would stop in the middle of my patterned carpet and claim he was stuck on a cliff, ready to fall. Falling is the kind of message that made me jump to the rescue.
I made an appointment with the information doctor, the internet, as any worthy wanna be millennial. Again,, a friendly and informative video provided me with the cure and what appeared to be an easy return to my freedom from cleaning.
The friendly voice explained, with the aid of practiced hands (the only appearance of any human) Rudy's early warning system. Sensors on Rudy's undercarriage triggered a stop when the floor appeared black. The assumption was Rudy approached a flight of stairs and potentially a tumble down them.The lovely black outline of a flower in my carpet's pattern triggered this protective measure.
Fortunately, the wise hands of the video gave me careful instructions to trick Rudy's warning system. Carefully use a layer of tape, white paper and more tape to cover the cliff detectors.
VOILA! Rudy blissfully complete his daily assignment without warning stoppages. I thought I was brilliant and free! Until....
The day I realized I was burdened with Rudy's protection. There is only one staircase in our house, the stairs to the basement. We were in the basement, that day, reorganizing our treasures. I smiled when I heard Rudy's start chime and his rumble across the floor above me. I could hear him in the hallway approaching the Open Basement Door---A Very Real High Cliff to Rudy.
I dropped the treasures I held,rushed up the stairs and stopped Rudy in his tracks! Once he was moved to a new safe location I restarted his job.Yet now I had to stand guard over him if the basement door was open.
Now I had a new job, protecting Rudy. Until....
The day Rudy sent that peculiar high cliff message yet was not stuck on the black carpet. My consultation with Dr. Hand and Voice from the internet video, brought a great AHA (revelation) and freedom.
To solve the current problem, I removed the tricky tape and white paper. I was set free. The next day I acknowledged the deceiving of Rudy to eliminate those stoppages, added to my responsibility. I had been burdened rather than freed. Rudy's true purpose in my life is to give me freedom from a cleaning task. My purpose for Rudy is avoidance of cleaning, at all costs.
Rudy's wisdom for today...To be truly Free, consider the "cost" of convenience.
Early in my relationship with Rudy I became quite frustrated. Rudy would stop in the middle of my patterned carpet and claim he was stuck on a cliff, ready to fall. Falling is the kind of message that made me jump to the rescue.
I made an appointment with the information doctor, the internet, as any worthy wanna be millennial. Again,, a friendly and informative video provided me with the cure and what appeared to be an easy return to my freedom from cleaning.
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| Closeup of Rudy's Early Warning System |
The friendly voice explained, with the aid of practiced hands (the only appearance of any human) Rudy's early warning system. Sensors on Rudy's undercarriage triggered a stop when the floor appeared black. The assumption was Rudy approached a flight of stairs and potentially a tumble down them.The lovely black outline of a flower in my carpet's pattern triggered this protective measure.
Fortunately, the wise hands of the video gave me careful instructions to trick Rudy's warning system. Carefully use a layer of tape, white paper and more tape to cover the cliff detectors.
VOILA! Rudy blissfully complete his daily assignment without warning stoppages. I thought I was brilliant and free! Until....
The day I realized I was burdened with Rudy's protection. There is only one staircase in our house, the stairs to the basement. We were in the basement, that day, reorganizing our treasures. I smiled when I heard Rudy's start chime and his rumble across the floor above me. I could hear him in the hallway approaching the Open Basement Door---A Very Real High Cliff to Rudy.
I dropped the treasures I held,rushed up the stairs and stopped Rudy in his tracks! Once he was moved to a new safe location I restarted his job.Yet now I had to stand guard over him if the basement door was open.
Now I had a new job, protecting Rudy. Until....
The day Rudy sent that peculiar high cliff message yet was not stuck on the black carpet. My consultation with Dr. Hand and Voice from the internet video, brought a great AHA (revelation) and freedom.
To solve the current problem, I removed the tricky tape and white paper. I was set free. The next day I acknowledged the deceiving of Rudy to eliminate those stoppages, added to my responsibility. I had been burdened rather than freed. Rudy's true purpose in my life is to give me freedom from a cleaning task. My purpose for Rudy is avoidance of cleaning, at all costs.
Rudy's wisdom for today...To be truly Free, consider the "cost" of convenience.
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