Monday:
Dyson arrived.
Total Dysoning Time: 30 minutes
Total Dirty Collected: 4 Cylinders
Tuesday:
First T-Ball Practice
Total Dysoning Time: 0 minutes
Wednesday:
Bidness Dinner with Bumpus
Total Dysoning Time: 0 minutes
Frustration Level: Elevated
Thursday:
Finally, A Fix!
Total Dysoning Time: 1 hour, 15 minutes
Total Dirty Collected: 3 Cylinders
New Skills:
Figured out the bare floor tool (set it for carpet so it doesn't suction itself to the floor).
Surprise of the Day:
Was stunned by how much hair and crusty crap collects where the carpets meet the base boards.
Momentary Struggle:
Sucked half my pajama pants up into the suction wand. Had to perform complex wrestling moves to get myself removed without turning off power.
Yes, I plan to obsess over this until the enormous amounts of sand stop flying forth from my carpet. It took four years to get into this condition...how many obsessive nights with Dyson will it take to come undone?
Reality Check: Remember, if I could drink beer, I probably wouldn't be doing this...
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Yo Mama is sertin that Fatty B needin a vacation, her and that green machine. Why don't U back that one up 'n kum to Fantasy Land and clean this here boat 4 me. It B time 2 do so and I ain't N-clined that way at the moment.
Yo Mama has joined the worthless lazy rich.
ATTENTION ATTENTION I have been informed by UPS that my meanie greenie will be here on WEDNESDAY - stay posted for my own dirt updates!!
Damn, the Dyson ROCKS.
I just wanna get mine out and use it for the hell of it.
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