I have a relatively new house - just 9 years old. When we built it we had an in-house vacuuming system installed and it is the most awesome of things I can tell you. I might avoid using it at all costs but it is still wonderful in it's awesomeness.
I must admit here, in the spirit of "keeping it real" as The Pioneer Woman says, that I am not a big fan of vacuuming. I believe that it is because I was scarred for life, for life I tell you, because Mimi (my mom) made me vacuum. She paid me $5 per floor of her house but for that measly 5 bucks she actually made me vacuum UNDER the furniture and like move things and actually do a good job. The nerve!
When the progeny was growing up I didn't vacuum. A little dirt on the floor is good for the immune system people. OK, I did vacuum but I kept it too a minimum. You don't want to build up bad habits you know, they are so hard to break.
But then, in 2001, Max the dog came to live with us. Max happens to be a combination (we think) of a number of breeds that all shed like there is no tomorrow. We believe that he is a combo of Black lab (shedders), Border Collie (shedders) and Golden Retriever (BIG shedders). Can you see where I am going with this. No? Then let me put it in plain English.....HE SHEDS.
He sheds and I hate vacuuming. It is a bad combination.
Is this a dog hair elephant or is something strange growing in the corner. This is what I deal with on a daily basis people. Pity me.
If is weren't for the fact that he is so darn cute, and who couldn't love that sweet face, I would have to do something drastic like buy a whole boatload of Nair and just make him bald. No, I am not going to actually do that so don't get all worried and call PETA on me. The only person who gets to use the Nair around here is me and that is all I am saying on that subject.
Darn, I guess I will have to get the vacuum hose out today and do something about this before it takes over the house. And here I had plans to finish off that box of bon bons and read the latest Harlequin romance. Shoot.