Prior to our wedding, Y and I had two vacuums: one was a 20 year old hand-me-down canister from his parents, and the other was a cheap upright vacuum from Target that I bought and loved. I am the vacuumer (is that a word? If not, it totally should be!) in our family, and I refused to use the canister because it was such a pain in the neck and it spit dust out the back. I’d heard wonderful things about the Dyson, but I wasn’t about to give up my vacuum. It was two years old and perfectly fine, thankyouverymuch.
Until it broke.
Well, technically, it caught on fire and I was terrified to plug it in again, so I’m not entirely sure it was broken.
In any event, I wanted a new vacuum. We did some research and added Dyson’s “the Animal” to our wedding registry, hoping someone would get it for us in the next week (with four cats and a dog, I have to vacuum a lot). Obviously, no one wanted to buy us a $400 vacuum 6 months before our wedding (or ever, as it turned out). So we bought it ourselves, hoping some super rich member of our extended family would take pity on us and eventually get it for us.
This vacuum is so much better than I ever thought it would be.
It. is. amazing.
It seriously sucks up a TON of dust and cat hair. The dust is actually what amazes me most, because most vacuums can clean up cat hair. After I vacuum each week, there’s about an inch of dust at the bottom of the canister thing. It’s both fabulous and disgusting. Here I am with my vacuum on our first day together:
The vacuum is also really easy to empty: I just take it right outside, hold it over the garbage can, and push one button.
I love it. It’s definitely one of my favorite things!