And he came home. With a magnificent, yellow Dyson and a grumbling-but-friendly greeting of "Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday".
So then we stood around all night and watched it transform our carpets. Watched the nastiness build inside the vacuum with every run. What you see below is the first run of the living room. JUST the living room. I was appalled. And fascinated. Apparently, this is not abnormal. But for me, the total clean freak that I am, I was appalled.
We vacuumed each room and came with the same nastiness as the living room. And I'm told if we vacuum again tonight, we'll probably get the same amount of stuff. So after Bunko tonight, I'm doing it. Welcome to my new (literally) dirty little secret.
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5 comments:
Did you ever think you would see the day when you get so pumped over a vacuum cleaner?
P.S. I love simultaneously commenting on blogs and emailing. I should probably text you now to make the circle complete. But I refuse to twitter until I get my iPhone.
So Jealous!
I LOOOOOOOOVE my Dyson! As disgusting as it may be. It gets better. I got mine for my bday about 3 years ago and yes Emily, I never thought I would love my dyson as a present.
Just in time for the baby! But don't be alarmed when the fuzz continues each week. As long as you have a cat, you'll have disgusting Dyson debris... this from a l-o-n-g time feline parent!
I've got you beat on disgusting vacuum residue, I promise.
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