Things Get Interesting

In the same way that we can't seem to buy a dining room table, a flat screen TV or curtains, we've known for some time now that my vacuum cleaner has seen better days. Ol' Vaccy has served me well for about a decade, but after 2 years in storage, it was clearly underperforming, and Eva, our cleaning lady, has refused to use it since it was first presented to her. (I'll avoid any specific descriptions of my Eureka's troubles, because, as this is a blog for a child, any details will sound like I'm describing an old hooker past her prime).

But we bit the bullet. We spent the last few days scouring the web for data, and then on Saturday we piled the babe into the car, packed the stroller and headed to Bed, Bath and Beyond and Best Buy to comparison shop. I had said I wasn't interested in the Dyson, mostly because I find those TV commercials so damn annoying, but after 2 hours of debate, questions and test runs, I had come around to the bagless Dyson. It's an impressive machine, I have to admit. The model was on sale (10% off) at Best Buy, but we had a 20% off coupon from BB&B so we headed back to get the bigger discount. But then Josh had the foresight to read the fine print on the coupon where it said explicitly the the Dysons were off the discount table. Come to mama, Best Buy!

We came home with our bright orange monstrosity and in our excitement we actually argued over who would get to vacuum first. Josh and I split the living room, then while I fed Lila he did our room, her room, and the dining room. As he put her to bed, I did the kitchen.

Get ready for this:


(The Money Shot)


It turns out we have been living like animals. Were we the only ones who didn't know?