Happiness is a new hoover

I can honestly say that I am really happy to get rid of my old Dyson. They were all the rage when we got married and I thought, yep-looks good! But the first time I vacuumed with it and realised that all the dust and crap in my carpet would now be on show? Gross me out the door.
I really really hate dyson vacuums. So the day Geoff came home with ANOTHER, smaller one, because it was 'such a good deal!'? I almost cried.

But my big one is now broken beyond (my) repair! And as for the one upstairs, the small, good deal one? It would have been tossed down the stairs the other day if I hadn't just painted the walls.

And now, I have one of these beauties!

Sebo vacuums are supposed the be the best. It's heavy, but I love it. It's got a bag (no one can see what a slut I am when it comes to housework), it's got a turbo brush, it's got an extra long hose. And NOWHERE on it, does it say Dyson.

I would also like to add something here: this excitement is purely for the technology. I am not defined by housework, therefore this is not a luxury item. It's a neccessity, with a computer component system. But it still makes me smile.