Previously on this blog, I disclosed the fact that I dislike vacuuming. Â I rarely do it, frankly. Â Call it my dirty little secret.
But I have finally come to appreciate the value of a good Hoover.
Several weeks ago, I was pushing our heavy blue upright around the living room (guests were coming over, so I had no choice), when all of a sudden I heard a loud and muffled “POOF!” Â A cloud of dust suddenly exploded out of the vacuum cleaner and then settled all around it, in the manner of Pig Pen fromÂ Charlie Brown. I also smelled burning.Â Very gingerly, I unplugged the vacuum and moved it out to the garage, far away from anything remotely flammable.
“When was the last time you changed the bag?” Â Scott asked later that evening, when I showed him the vacuum in exile.
“Ah. Â Well, never,” I admitted.
Scott, showing incredible fortitude, withheld comment. Â After eight years of marriage, he knows that 1)Â I have many skills and 2) Â navigating Â household appliances is not one of them.
So we were sans vaccuum for several weeks, just long enough for me to long for one again. (Really. Â A broom only does so much.) Â Scott did some research and asked me how I’d feel about welcoming a cordless upright into our family.
“Does it involve changing bags?” Â I asked.
No, it does not. Â And it is silvery and sleek and has a nifty little rechargeable battery pack. Â It is so light that I don’t have to bark my shins hauling it from room to room. Â The cordless feature is pretty sweet, too; no longer do I have to stop, back up, unplug, and find an outlet closer to whichever dust mountain I am leveling at the moment. Â Might this change my attitude toward vacuuming? Â Very possibly.
Even if it doesn’t, though, I’m good, because Matthew loves the thing.Â “Can I use the vacuum?” he will ask eagerly, much as he might ask to watch a cartoon on TV. Â He pushes it around the house enthusiastically, with a confident dexterity that belies his almost-four years. Â To be honest, in the two weeks we’ve had it, he has used it far more than I.
I think I’ve got a good thing going.