The Floors

Vacuum.

Y'all. The dog hair in my house is about to be the end of me. THE END OF ME, I TELL YOU. It's everywhere. It's all over our clothes. All over the furniture. All over Ellie. She crawls around everywhere but she crawls on her belly which means her little shirts and dresses double as her own personal Swiffer. UGH. I love our dog but I do not love his millions of hairs.

I did a Facebook poll recently to ask people about vacuums. The vast majority told me to get a Dyson Animal. This sounds like a great idea. But, um, hi, I have a hard time shelling out that kind of cash for a vacuum cleaner. I know, I know. I'm sure if I bought it I would be singing it's praises for years to come. And maybe if it really helped our dog hair situation it would be absolutely worth it. All I know is that today I used our Eureka vacuum that is on its last leg and has pieces falling off of it and after a few minutes of using it I said "OH, JUST FORGET IT" very dramatically and unplugged it and put it in the closet and slammed the door.

I'm so calm and cool and collected.

NEVER MIND HOLY CRAP GRANT JUST WALKED IN HERE WITH A DYSON ANIMAL I GOTTA GO BYE.