I Have a New Man In My Life...

He is very handsome, sleek, strong and powerful and he makes me sweat! His name is Dyson. He is my vacuum cleaner. You can’t REALLY consider him a vacuum cleaner though. He is so far beyond ANY vacuum I’ve ever used before. Every woman in America should have one of these “men” in her life. I don’t refer to him as a vacuum at all. He is referred to in my house as Dyson. The other night Kevin said, where is the vacuum cleaner? I told him that “he is sleeping with me tonight”. Okay, I didn’t actually put him in bed with me he was just in the room.

I Dyson my floors just about every night. Especially now that we have the two dogs and the two “used to be garage cats” in the house. Since we were infested with fleas in the garage about a month ago, the cats have become house cats again. They are happy. Me? Not quite so thrilled, but that is a whole other journal entry!

Anyway, the fleas. For anyone with sensitive ears I apologize but they are bastards. I LOATHE them. There is nothing good about them. They are just little mini vampires in BUG form. There is nothing worse than fleas except cockroaches. We are STILL fighting them. As anyone who has gone through this before or knows someone who has, a critical piece of flea fighting equipment is a vacuum cleaner. Well, I broke the belt on my Hoover Savvy for about the 5th time and on those, you can’t just replace it yourself, you have to take it in and spend $37 to have it replaced. Anyway, it broke on a Saturday night and I had to have a new one on Sunday so that is where Dyson came into my life. So, I guess from the fleas, one good thing came out of it.

Dyson has a 5 year warranty. He was designed with perfection. The sucking power is amazing. Everything just works with the click of a button. Even dumping the canister is clean and easy. My Dyson is the DC 17 Animal, and animal he is. There isn’t a trace of animal hair after you use him. If you’ve never tried one out, I highly recommend giving one a whirl. Of course be sure you have room on the credit card ‘cause once you go Dyson, you never go back. I’m serious. ;)