Valentine's Vacuum

I hope everyone had a nice Valentine's Day.

I thought I'd tell you about the wonderful Valentine's gift my Hubby bought me.

It's a vacuum.

Yep, I'm pretty excited. My old vacuum broke last week for like the twentieth time and I fully expected the Hubby to order a new part and fix it like he always does.

My poor old vacuum was looking pretty sad. A hodgepodge of parts. Last year I let one of those "Kirby Vacuum guys" into my house (I know! I'm weak and it was really stupid. Good thing The Hubby came home and rescued me, kicking him out of the house). But anyhoo, this Kirby Vacuum Guy made fun of my sad old vacuum and it actually made me mad. Right at that moment I decided there was no way I was buying one of his fancy vacuum's, insulting something that's been part of my home for the last 10 years. We spent a lot of time together....you know how I am.

So much to my surprise, my hubby starts researching vacuums on the computer. You know, reading reviews, consumer reports and stuff.

We discovered that there are a lot of people out there that are passionate about their vacuums! Trust me on this. I read a couple of the reviews that talked about "sucking power" and the "sheer pleasure from using this vacuum". Some of the reviews were on the verge of getting kinda steamy (and I'm not talking about the vacuum/ steam cleaner combos)!

The Hubby spent an entire evening running around and finally brought me home my new vac. It's really nice. He got home late so I didn't get to try it out until the next day.

He was at work when the Valentine's Day gift subject came up with some of his coworkers. I guess he was getting a little razzed about buying me a vacuum for Valentine's Day. He was trying to convince them that I really wanted it and that I liked it. (I guess some women would kill their husbands if they got a vacuum for a gift--I know! crazy isn't it?).

It was right around this time that I sent him a text telling him that I had just spent "two hours in vacuuming bliss" and had to stop in order to get some other things done. I wanted him to know how much fun I was having using all my new attachments! I needed to tell him now...it couldn't wait till he got home....I might loose the excitement of the moment.

He shared my text with his coworkers. I think to prove that he did a good job on choosing my gift. I think maybe it just made me look a little psycho....

It doesn't really matter because it was one of the best gifts I've received....unless you count the rototiller I got a few years back.