So, I was painting a room in the house this weekend and Friday night I was prepping everything. Mainly, we got all the furniture, etc., out and I was vacuuming the walls, ceiling and rug to get cobweb free and.....the darned vacuum just stopped. Bit the dust. Refused to turn on! Argh!
So, our friend was over for normal Friday night dart game and he and my hubby went out to get me a new vacuum. Awesome in and of itself that he ran right out to get me a vacuum, right? Well, he came back with THE vacuum. He bought me a Dyson Ball vacuum!!! I was so excited. I've been wanting one because I absolutely hate vacuuming and because of how the attachments work on the Dyson it makes it so easy.
It's awesome and I love him. I'm so lucky to have him (and my Dyson!)
(During my excitement it occurred to me that I was happy about a vacuum. ???? Oh, how life changes, huh? I never thought a vacuum would be a great gift. But it is.)