I'm not the kind of woman who wants jewelry, or obsesses over shoes and handbags. I like nice things, but I'd rather buy a book than clothes.
But I got a new vacuum, and let me tell ya, I am one happy camper! It's silly to get excited over a new vacuum, but I am. I somehow managed to kill my old one last week. I started her up, and either ran over something harsh, or it just decided to act like it wanted to blow up. I "attempted" to fix it, then decided that after 16 years, it was time to part ways. I quickly moved it to the basement, and didn't tell Bud about the broken vacuum because I didn't want him to try and fix it, and I didn't want him to get the impression that he should run out and buy me one for Christmas. A woman must buy her own vacuum! Plus, I really needed to use it pronto.
I checked some websites, and once again, Hoover is still on top. Yes, I would love a Dyson, but really-- I cannot spend that kind of money on a vacuum for a house that's less than 700 square feet! I could spend that much on a plane ticket for a vacation! Way more fun. I don't care about vacuums when I'm in Vegas.
Kohl's had the vacuum I wanted. It was on sale, and I had a coupon for another 15% off, but not until two days later. Yes, I went to Kohl's at 7 AM that day to buy my vacuum before I went to work. I got a good price and even better, that new vacuum smell came with it!
So I've just put my vacuum together, and 'hoovered' my house. I even used the fabulous little upholstery brush to vacuum my couch. Oh, the thrill of it! The simple things that make me happy.
I guess I am one of those women who would be super duper happy to get a mixer, a blender, or a snow blower. Hmm... Santa, are you listening?