|Destroying toys on the area rug|
I come home sweaty, itchy from fire ant bites from the park, mosquito bites popping up everywhere, and covered from head to toe in both horse and dog hair. Jumping into the shower after a long, hot, and humid day outside is one of the simple joys of summertime. It is unfortunate that I can’t throw my house into the shower or take a power washer to the downstairs. Instead, before I left for London, I bought a new, professional grade vacuum cleaner. This one specifically. And it SUCKS in a really good way. It’s disgusting and incredibly satisfying to look at the full canister after every vacuum session (which is Every Damn Day) and see the amount of dirt and dust that’s collected over a 24 hour period.
And now my area rug is finally clean! And dirt and bug-free! It’s actually fluffy again and looks like when I first bought it three years ago. It is a very grown up thing to attribute one’s sanity to a vacuum cleaner but I’ll take those little wins these days.
*Note, I am not being sponsored by Shark for this post. It's just a damn good vacuum