So this is what it's come to...blogging about a new appliance. Oh come on, you know you're secretly psyched by a new VACUUM too! We needed one. Each of us had our old trusty machines...old and crusty with the suction of dazed barracuda. Dave's was a Hoover. Mine, a Kenmore. (Anyone need lots of Kenmore bags?).
They'd each been good machines to us. Dave can't remember even buying his. Mine had sucked up a lot of parrot debris and I too can't even remember buying it. In the end, our long term relationships with the vacuums didn't matter. We had dirt that needing attention.
We were in McGuckins (our first costly error) and there she was...the new
Eureka, HEPA, Cyclonic vacuum. Retractable cord. With POWER!! No vacuum cleaner bags
to buy. A see-through canister to watch the debris sucked up swirl
round and round and round. A perma-attached accessory hose (no attaching
and unattaching - just grab the hose to suck up that pesky fuzzy.
We played with dirt thrown to the ground over and over. In fact, they
started turning the lights out as the store was closing. We both played
coy like we didn't really need the vacuum, but secretly each of us
really wanted it. Home it came.
Oh, and the upholstery/pet attachment. That thing could scalp someone! Dave quickly assembled it. Snap piece a to piece b. Snap c to front. Voila! A vacuum!
We had vacuumed all the rugs before getting this so they technically weren't dirty. The Cyclonic felt differently. We vacuumed the downstairs den, the new rug in the addition, and barely got started on the living room rug before we had packed the debris canister.
Zoinks! This think is wicked! And great fun. I know you can relate. :)
1 comment:
The blue vacuum has found a new happy home and has not been separated from all his bags.
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