Thursday, 15 March 2012

To Dyson or not to Dyson.....

Ryan and I have suffered our first setback in our domestic life together....our beloved vacuum cleaner bit the dust a couple of weeks ago (quite literally.....I actually think it died of dirt-overload).



We have hummed and hawed about buying a new one, which is a must.  I mentioned our two wonderful dogs in previous posts, but in this post they will be referred to as the dirt tracking, shedding, smelly messes that they truly are.

My boyfriend's mom Debbi, (will be hereon referred to as my mother in law....in all the happy wonderful ways) lent us her Dyson she recently purchased.

A Dyson.

Like a real one.  Like the one I never thought I would ever lay my hands on....it's coming.  To my house. To deal with the dirt tracking, shedding, smelly messes.

In anticipation of her arrival (yes, she is a she, and she is beautiful too), I wondered if she would live up to all my expectations.  I wondered if I would build her up to be more than she was capable of being?  I wondered if I would love her far more than she was capable of loving me back?  And so I decided to go into this with an open mind, and really ask the question:

Is a $500.00 vacuum really worth it?

I carried it in with nervous anticipation, mostly that one of the dirt tracking, shedding, smelly messes would attack it and injure her.  Ryan was secretly as excited as I was because she had barely warmed a spot on our floor before he'd plugged her in and was "testing" a spot near the door.

A 3x3 ft square near the door looked like the brand new carpet it had been when we moved in, and the square turned into an impromptu entire-apartment clean.

Meet my housekeeper, Ryan.

Ok ok, so he's not the housekeeper, but he started picking up more of the house work when I was working 65 hour work weeks......and it kinda stuck now that I'm down to 50.

But he's so good at it.  And he's cute.  And only complains SOMETIMES.

Look how gross our dirt tracking, shedding, smelly messes have made our apartment.  Thats only the living room and the hallway.

The verdict: Worth it.  I watched as my carpets were transformed in front of my eyes. They looked like they'd been steam cleaned before even steam cleaning them.  I can't wait to see what they look like after we do.  Our dogs may never walk on our carpet again.


The dirt tracking, shedding, smelly messes didn't even know what to do without the floor of hair they'd created.  


The professions of love began, and the saving has begun.  Oh Dyson, you will be mine someday.

Until then, I will continue to borrow my mother in law's whenever she is willing to give her up.





Either that or just get married so I can register for one.
Marriage is looking more and more attractive.

Is that terrible?

2 comments:

  1. Seriously woman! SO FUNNY. I've heard wonderful things about a Dyson too. Glad you were able to see that it really DOES work.
    Marriage eh- thats the second time in your four blogs it been brought up. Is third time the charm? hee hee ;)

    p.s. trick to formatting your pictures- when you upload them, click on the picture. At the top menu bar of writting space you will notice a blue word that says 'Link', unclick it. This way you can then click back on the picture and make it centred and it will actually stay that way :)

    p.s.s- yes that Career Service Blog comment was me- Didn't realized I was logged onto the work account :)

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