I am in love.........with my dustbuster?

[angstydaydreams]

So, Saturday I'm in Target buying a few things for my friend's bridal shower from her registry, and I pause by the dustbusters in the small appliances section.  For some unknown reason, I'm utterly drawn to purchase said dustbuster.  Now, you must understand, that I in no way shape or form love to clean.  In fact, it's like pulling teeth to get me to do so.  I mean, I have to be desperate not to write anything, in serious procrastination from that deathly blank computer screen to move me to think that cleaning the house would be preferable.  And yet, tonight, I found myself running all over the house with that damn dustbuster.  I couldn't stop myself.  The way it just sucks everything right up--it's addictive!!  Nothing would make me happier than to dusbust my whole house.  Such satisfaction watching dustbunnies and cat hair whirling around in that little see through window.  I'm in love!!!!!

And I think I finally understand Monica Gellar.......

Excuse me, my little cyclone calls......