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A Vacuum Story

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So once upon a time a girl (the fairest) was vacuuming the entire 600 sqft of their apartment when she realizes that it really isn't working well. Her husband the fantastic Mr Burn Notice Watcher was ignoring her comments of frustration. It's not picking anything up! Finally . . . "honey, the vacuum is not working"

Mind you, this story begins with one of the best vacuums ever. The Dyson. A lovely wedding gift from her parents. (I really feel like a good vacuum, washer and dryer, and bed could possibly make my life magical - but let's get real we always want more)


He pauses his show to come over to help the poor maiden. After emptying it "that won't do anything" and trying to feel for where the power is coming (not the bottom of the vacuum) the conclusion is reached.

Mr Smith: "Kayla! look at all that hair!"
Kayla: "Oh my, our hair is tangled endlessly"!
Mr Smith: "First, let's clarify, your hair"
Kayla: "I thought I was doing so good with keeping it off the floor"
Mr Smith: "Well apparently we need to get you a better brush"
Kayla: "But that causes the issue"
Mr Smith: "Doesn't the hair get in your brush"?
Kayla: "half of it"
Mr Smith: "Oh.my.gosh"
Kayla: It's a girl thing and I feel like it could be worse"

Just for the record, Mr Burn Notice Watcher turned Dreamy Prince when he got his knife out to cut out all of my hair tangled in the vacuum head so that it could spin again. I know, sick. I'm sure there was a button on the vacuum to make the cleaning process easier, but Mr Smith didn't have time to wait for a manual reading.

And we can vacuum once again . . .

PRODUCT REVIEW: I don't think I could ever spend so much on a vacuum without it being on sale; however, this is a GREAT vacuum if you get that more affordable price. It's easy to use, great to maneuver, perfect to store and I can count on it to last. Eric thought it was too light, which made it seem cheap. I told him to get a life that this was top notch and perfect for our apartment and even a home one day.  I believe he's starting to agree.

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  1. Kayla27 April, 2012

    I can't count the number of times my dad cut my hair out of the vacuum growing up. Don't worry. It's normal. My husband and I have wood floors at the moment, so we've been spared for a while.

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  2. Naomi Hanks29 April, 2012

    Hahaha! Don't worry Kayla! It IS a girl thing and it only gets worse when you add more girls to the house! You should see what Kevin has to clean out of the shower drain after all 3 of us ladies have bathed! YUCK! But totally normally :)

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