Worth waiting for!

I'm a little giddy over my present from Santa, it's more than I asked for... much more. I never dreamed that anything Earthly could make me so insanely happy. On his sleigh, in a box weighing only 17 pounds he brought me the gift of my dreams... a Dyson vacuum! I know, you were wanting one too! Only good little children get presents that they don't even ask for, just sayin'!

Actually, it happened like this. We got up the Saturday before Christmas and as I'm going through the ads hubby says there was dog hair on the front of the refrigerator. Please don't think we live in filth, it's winter here and static electricity is stronger than I am. It wasn't like it was one solid sheet of fur, but he had noticed and let me tell you it felt like a knife in my heart. Ms. Clean does not like hair in the kitchen, neither does Mr. Clean. So we packed up and went straight to Sam's Club for the gift we share each year. Sometime during the holiday season we agree that we "need" something, and reward ourselves! It's an old person thing.

I didn't wait until Christmas, I opened it the minute we got home and proceeded to vacuum the house from top to bottom. All three floors are now clean as a whistle! There's not a speck of dust, or a crumb of cookie hiding in any nook or cranny. And dog hair, do we have a dog???