My Vacuum Cleaner

My vacuum cleaner sucks.  Well, in another sense, it doesn't suck at all.  It just rolls along the carpet making noises that terrify the dog and failing to pick up any of said dog's loose hairs.  Vreererere  Vreeeereeer and my floor is still as dirty as ever and the dog is in the other room with his tail between his legs.

Maybe I should just get a new vacuum cleaner.  But it's such a hassle.  I have to figure out what to do with the old one.  I have to research which brands are the best these days.  I have to find a cost effective option that won't upset my husband.  I mean, he doesn't care if the floor is dirty anyway.  He works in a dirty construction site all day.  He's part of the problem, tracking in all his dirt and grime, but it also means he doesn't really care if the floor is a mess.  He's used to it at the site.  I love the man, but he is a little bit of a slob.

But enough about my husband.  Back to my vacuum cleaner.  As much as it sucks or doesn't suck, it does hold a special place in my heart.  It was a wedding present from my grandma nearly 8 years ago.  She couldn't make it to the wedding, but she sent a new vacuum cleaner right to our threshold.  My husband literally had to move the package out of the way before he could carry me over said threshold.  It was a bear of a vacuum cleaner, but it worked really well.  Really, really well.  My floors ended up spotless, even with the dog fur and the tracks of construction dirt.  Plus, it was from my precious grandma, who died about two years into our marriage.

It was all downhill from there, though.  The vacuum started to decline not long after my grandma passed away.  If it was a pet, I would say it missed her presence, even though she only came to visit our house once.  Still, it was bizarre, as if it knew the person who had given it a home was gone and it just didn't want to function right anymore.  It wasn't terrible at the start.  I'd just notice a speck of dust here, a bit of fur there, but I could always just pick it up and toss it away.  No big deal.

But lately... this thing just doesn't work at all.  Said specks of dust and bits of fir are everywhere even after I've vacuumed over the carpet multiple times.  I feel like I'm letting grandma down tossing out her gift and getting a new vacuum cleaner, but on the other hand, she gave me said gift so I could keep my house clean, and now I can't keep my house clean.  Maybe she would want me to get a new vacuum cleaner.

I guess it's time to suck it up and start doing some research.  Figure out what brand, what it will cost, how to sell it to my husband...  Although... now that I think about it... maybe it just needs a new filter.