Is it possible to be in love with a vacuum cleaner? I have discovered this wonderful machine called a Dirt Devil cordless, rechargable all surface vacuum, and now all I want to do is vacuum. Anyone who knows me, knows that housecleaning is not on the list of my top ten favourite things to do. It's not even on the top 100. I like having a clean house, and I feel more relaxed when things are organized rather than topsy turvy. But doing it? That's a whole other story. And way down on the bottom of the list is vacuuming. I detest vacuuming. Vacuums are heavy, they're noisy, they're dirty, and they always have awkward cords that get in the way. The other day I decided I needed a new vacuum cleaner, so I typed "cordless vacuum cleaners" into Google, and up popped this little Dirt Devil. Where has it been all my life? It's lightweight, it has a ball pivot just like the much more expensive Dyson, it lies flat to go under bookcases and furniture, it cleans really well, and -- ta-da -- there is no cord. You just plug it into a charger and in a few hours it's ready to go. In the past few years I have spent so much money trying to find the perfect vacuum cleaner, and each was as bad as the last -- heavy, noisy, clumsy and with a ratty cord that never ... quite ... reached ... that farthest corner of the living room.
I love my little cordless Dirt Devil.
Now, if you will excuse me, I see a little spot under the TV that needs to be vacuumed.