“Cowardice often comes dressed as reasonableness.” Enrique Martinez Celaya
About a month ago my favorite vacuum cleaner started to do a floppy dance. It looked as if its bones had come apart. That’s a pretty weird description of the cleaner, but I don’t know how else to describe what occurred. My handy husband took the cleaner out to the garage to fix it. It wouldn’t fix.
Fortunately, we’d kept our old, clunky cleaner. I decided that the upstairs couldn’t wait for the favorite cleaner to return to health so I got out the clunky cleaner. Within a minute of turning it on it made a clunky sound, then a terrible roar, and then began to smell like something burning.
While sharing this information with a friend I also shared that hubby and I were going to go shopping for a new vacuum that day. “Get a Shark,” came a male voice from across the room. “Yes, a Shark,” said another male. Men vacuum?! Life is good.
Finally, a woman nearby said,” A Shark is so strong that I could suck up one of my grandchildren with that thing.”
This is the state of the vacuum fresh out of its box. I highly recommend putting it together as it works much better that way. I’m not sure if it could suck up grandchildren and I haven’t had a volunteer so I can test that theory.
I like this vacuum because it has a long cord and a long hose. It’s user friendly. Best of all, the color matches my dining and living room. Yes, I’m shallow.
Loveya – The Grandma
Artist, African hand drum student, yoga neophyte, and Grandmother of 22 or so grandchildren. I enjoy cooking and writing. I value good friends and quiet times for reading.