Gadget Freak Syndrome is about to strike again. I wish there were some cure; poverty never did it in the past, and now that I have some cash, it’s worse than ever.
I tend to never get around to vacuuming the house; it used to be an ever greater annoyance because I had a bagless vacuum. Who the hell thought this was a good idea? Basically, instead of throwing away a bag, you must now empty the dirt into a bag yourself — which is a whole extra step — and it usually goes all over the place.
Anyway, this time around I bought an old-fashioned bag vac, thankyouverymuch. But I never get around to using it. So, having read that people just love their Roombas like they love their TiVos, I started thinking about picking up a little vacuuming robot. I wonder how it would get along with my dog?
I have a feeling they wouldn’t get along, and I would be a little worried about your dog’s safety, since he is so small. But I would generally start up the thing and close off the room to let it work anyway.
I have a Roomba (the first generation) and I really like it for light work on the carpets, the collection tray is always loaded with lint after it’s done. But it doesn’t replace a deep vaccuum with a real machine once in awhile, and prepping the room can be a bit of a hassle if you have a lot of stuff.
I just can’t stop thinking of that SNL parody commercial for the “Woomba.” Hilarious. “It cleans my business. My lady business.”