May 7, 2019
A couple years ago, Collin and Kenna felt sorry for me and our ridiculously unproductive, unhelpful, overly heavy vacuum. (Or they were sick of lugging that thing around.) For our anniversary they bought us a new one. I cannot say enough about how much I love it. It has brought joy back into crawling on the floor, picking up a dropped item, and the sight of the carpet. Today as I was vacuuming I thought about how much I love it. I probably should name it.
P.S. Look at the hair in that canister. You may be thinking, "She should vacuum more often." I do. I vacuum EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. That is one day's worth of dog hair. Buddy is a hairy beast.
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