How do I hate vacuuming? Let me count the ways:
I hate it for the noise it makes.
I hate it for the time it takes.
I really hate it for the cord.
It tangles, I wrangle, it tangles some more.
Then along came this Shark. How did I not know until now that cordless vacuum cleaners existed?
Top life-changing inventions of all time:
1. Cordless vacuum cleaners
2. I can't think of a #2.
Once I learned of their existence, I did a little bit of research, then ordered a Shark Navigator Freestyle.
The description sounded way too good to be true, but I was willing to gamble 99 dollars
on the promise of "a premium cordless, lightweight solution with exceptional pet hair pick-up."
I'm sure this vacuum isn't for everybody, but for folks living in small houses
with bare floors and a few area rugs, plus lots of dog hair, woodstove mess, and everyday ranch dirt,
it's so stinkin' perfect, I'm positively giddy (and nobody is paying me to say this).
It has swivel steering, weighs all of 11 pounds, is about half as loud as my corded vacuum,
and Smooch doesn't run for the exits when I turn it on.
Smooch: Since when do you smile while you're vacuuming?