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June 14, 2007
My Vacuum Really Sucks
I had to do it. I had to break down a buy a vacuum cleaner. Sure, my Great Aunt Peg gave me her itty bitty squealer on a cord, but it got clogged with Trixie's hair just about every five seconds. So having lived here one month as of today and knowing my floor hadn't had a good sweep since I-don't-know-when, I shopped around to find a good (but not terribly expensive) vacuum cleaner.
I really didn't know what I was looking for other than something that "sucked." I read a couple reviews on various brands and models, feeling like I should be in a shift dress and pearls. (Gosh I hate feeling all 1950's domestic. Any ladies share that feeling?) I looked at a few store ads online to see if there were any sales, which there weren't (at least the ones on sale were still more money than I was willing to cough up).
It came down to looking at individual store websites. I looked at a good number of vacuums online, varying in price, abilities, sizes, and even colors. Evidently appliances are becoming the bangle bracelets of a home--you can buy turquoise vacuum cleaners, violet washers and dryers, and banana yellow blenders. (Whatever happened to the basics? Oh well. I, of all people, shouldn't complain since usually I'm wondering why we can't have more color...)
I discovered, at a reasonable price, a candy apple red Hoover that struck my interest with its "Lifetime HEPA filter" (I feel ridiculous typing that). I also liked that it had a retractable cord--no more knots or loops for this independent woman. Then there was the idea that, without a bag to empty, the canister where the dirt goes empties from the bottom and not the top like most do--keeping the dirt away from your face and closer to the trash can.
Sold. 
I found it at the local Lowe's through the website, wrote down the model number, and off I went. It was simple to locate, and I felt commanding by marching into a home improvement store knowing exactly what I wanted, exactly where to get it, and exactly what I ought to pay. Replace those pearls with a bandana. Yeah, I felt kind of bad-ass. (I feel stupid now, thinking that I felt this way then, but who cares?)
And then I got the thing home. Well! Needless to say, my vacuum sucks. It really does. It sucks so well that while I was thoroughly exhausted from the day, probably shouldn't have pushed around a 14 lb. appliance on high-pile carpet for a half an hour at a quarter after eight in the evening, and may have strained my lower back in the glory of its ability, I kept thinking, "This is the best vacuum I've ever used!" (Which is either a true statement or is only true in recent memory, considering that all vacuums at Seton Hill were either 1) MIA, 2) full of dirt and hair, or 3) really loud and smelly.) My standards may be somewhat skewed from that experience, but I insist that this vacuum truly is great. After all, it sucked up all the pet hair, and that's really what I needed it to do, but it did that and then some.
You don't have to say it--I know it. I'm a dork. But I'm a domestic dork, you heathen... erm, friend. Haha. I'm feeling particularly tart this evening, so please excuse any rough edges.
Posted by KarissaKilgore at June 14, 2007 9:59 PM
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You're becoming quite the gadget reviewer, Karissa.
When will we see a video of the vacuum? ;)
Posted by: Dennis G. Jerz 
at June 15, 2007 6:21 PM
You'll get a video of the vacuum when I can either a) get someone here to video me using it (or so I can video them), or b) teach Trixie how to use it without drooling on it. Harhar.
Posted by: Karissa at June 15, 2007 8:30 PM