As if I could forget the last stupid thing that happened to me in 2006...my $1500 vacuum...my Kirby, DIED! Yes, as Terry took the Christmas tree out and pine needles fell all over my carpet, my Kirby decided it couldn't take it anymore. I plugged it in, started to vacuum, and then, silence. A yank of the cord, a puzzled look and a kick at the on/off button later, it seemed that my Kirby had died. I did the only logical thing I could do...call my Mom and ask sweetly to borrow her, much less expensive, but MUCH better vacuum cleaner...the Dyson. I have found my newest "need". This thing ROCKS!
After pondering how I could "adopt" the Dyson permanently from my parents, my Dad discovered the problem with my own vacuum...a bad cord. Guess I'll be vacuuming with that beast again soon....but oh well, at least I have a new computer to play with! Right?!?
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