I hate vacuuming.
Actually I love it.
I love watching cobwebs and dust mites vanishing up the tube to oblivion. I've often toyed with Vacuum cleaners, coveting the Rolls Royce but always settling for the high(ish) end devices at Wall mart.
I went the Prius wagon route but wanted a Ferrari.
I took good care of my Toyota.
Just before I went to San Francisco, I dutifully took the cleaner to the back steps, washed the filter, and watched the dust being blown away by the wind.
Off I went to San Fran, secure in the knowledge I'd fulfilled the laws laid down by the warrenty gods.
They were not appeased however.
Upon my return I was confronted with this:
Frozen, electrics soaked and unsafe.
Not at all.
Gone is the purgetory of low end suckers.
The time had come to give in to base desires.
No point in going low rent anymore.
I give you.............
The joy of laying out 400 smackers for the basic model (I may be obsessive but not crazy enough to venture into the $600 territory), was similar to hitting my first shot of whisky.
True guilty pleasure.
I've finally lost it it seems.
NYC tomorrow, UK Thursday and Spain next week.
Stay well everyone.