Sadly, Niecy Nash and her gang didn't come knocking on our door, but we did do a whole-house cleaning, despite the lack of scary black woman sass.
When we moved into our apartment, we bought a stick vac that was supposed to be ideal for small apartments. They forgot to mention that it is for small apartments that you never intend to get clean. Because vacuum as we might, the stick vac just spit things back out onto the floor.
The state of our carpets was getting so desperate that I had begun eying the vacuum cleaner in the break room at work, contemplating how I could smuggle it out of the building for the weekend.
We had been doing some extensive vacuum research, looking for something that was cheap but would still clean well. I had my little heart set on a Dyson, but Seth convinced me that it wouldn't clean much better than a Hoover, and if it did clean better, it wouldn't be $300 better.
So on Saturday, we picked out a vacuum of our very own from Amazon (oh Amazon, how we love you) and it arrived on Tuesday. I joyously pulled all the pieces from the box, assembling my precious carpet cleaner with excited haste.
It was broken. The place where the vacuum hose connects to the vacuum body (and detaches for use with other hand-held cleaning tools) was secured by a latch, which didn't work, so the hose wouldn't stay connected in normal cleaning mode.
But because Amazon is amazing, they had UPS pick up the defunct hunk of plastic the next day (Wednesday) and delivered a new one to us on Thursday. So last night, with my hopes high, I once again put all the pieces of my new toy together. This time, the latch worked. Hooray!
Meet our new Hoover Wind Tunnel T-Series Rewind Upright Vacuum, Bagless, UH70120.
We'll probably have to come up with a shorter name for it, for term-of-endearment purposes.
We spent 45 minutes vacuuming our tiny apartment, moving all the furniture in the house for a deep, intense cleaning. I had to empty the dirt cup 5 times before we were done. I swear, our cat sheds EVERYWHERE, and you don't notice until all his hair is collected in the bottom of a clear plastic waste bucket.
The carpet is fluffy now. I forgot that carpet could be fluffy. This is amazing.
Oh yeah, and the cord winds itself into the vacuum, as illustrated in this spiffy advertising graphic:
Can you love a vacuum? I think I do.
Getting all the sneaky hidden gunk out of the carpet encouraged me to do a round of spring cleaning a little early. I was so inspired by our vacuum that I cleaned and organized our coat closet, too, and Seth and I ended up cleaning the entire house, even though it was almost 1 in the morning.
Really, Hoover, nobody does it like you!
4 comments:
I love late-night cleaning binges. You just. can't. stop. until the whole place is clean. Your vacuum looks like heaven. I would buy anything that has a self-winding cord.
Also, I will be refreshing this page at 12:01am until the new layout shows up.
Congrats on your new addition. I'm sorry I forgot to ask about it--I feel like a heel. All that buildup, and then I didn't follow through. I'm ashamed.
and p.s., I love the new background.
I am really a fan of this post. I like that you considered hacking the one from the break room (which is sorely underutilized), I would totally do something like that. Actually, I have done something like that. When I was a freshman living in Heritage Halls they had a vacuum in each hall and I stole the one from my hall once to vacuum my brother's apartment (they didn't even own a vacuum). I said "stole" but I meant "borrowed."
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