Wednesday, September 5, 2012

*CUE ANGELS SINGING* ("Ahhhhhhh!!!!")

Yes, folks.  The day has finally come.  We have officially become adults.  I know, I know, it took a long time.  I've always been a late bloomer (probably can say the same for Peter), but my adolescence is over.

We now own a vacuum cleaner (*Cue singing again* "Ahhhhh!!!!).

The path was long and hard getting here.  It may have given us permanent lung damage, but definitely provided increased mucosal activity, sneeze attacks, and at one point (this was the last straw) a respiratory attack.

You see, we had (and still have--though it's much better), a dust problem.  It covered anything.  A blackish grey colour.  Slightly greasy, it stuck to the things it settled upon.  I was afraid to drink out of a glass that had been sitting out in the open for more than an hour.  That was a long enough period of time for the bottom of it to be covered in the filthy film.

We opened the widows, the front door thinking, "Gah, we need fresh air, we can't live this way!  We can't breathe!"  And it would be better, until we closed the windows for the night, and it would seem to be worse than before.  "What?!  How can this be?!  Where is this DUST coming from?!" 

Well--we finally figured out (or at least we think we have--one can never be truly sure about such things) that it was most likely COMING from outside (road dust--from the tires, exhaust, and actual breakdown of the road), and opening the windows was actually making it worse for obvious reasons.  That night I thought I was going to die from coughing.  The next day we purchased the


And it has been amazing.  I'll have to post a picture of all of the dust we've already collected.  The first day that we used it, it was sickening at how much dust had been covering our floors.  Ugh.

Oh, and we have cockroaches in the basement.

...And I suspect some drug dealers were trying to hide a stash under my potted plant in the front (remember the cute one that was climbing the rail?).  I heard them out there and opened the curtain real fast to glare at them and they went away.  But I can see it might have other functions other than being pretty, green, and cute as a button...who knew?

1 comment:

  1. So how is the vacuum still holding up? Is it a life saver? Did it break the bank? Do you use it on alllll surfaces? Does yours have an attachment?

    We have this crap-ass vacuum that came with Mike when he moved out this way and it SUCKS. (Pun intended) We have hardwood floors throughout and one black area rug in the living room and it does a poop job. Mike likes to use it alllll over the place but it's so darn loud that I only use it on the rug and cob webs in the corner and resort to sweeping the hardwood floors.