They say it is the little things in life and as always the ubiquitous ‘they,’ are correct. I finally caved and bought a Roomba. I’ve wanted one for years but while I had my never fully house trained chihuahua, Frankie, it was out of the question. My living situation is now different and I decided to treat myself.
I have three cats, a dog, and a younger sister living with me. Her and I both have long hair. This translate to a lot of hair. I’m not good at vacuuming or sweeping nearly as often as I should. Seeing hair and normal life debris on my floors is a stressor. It depresses me but not enough to get me to clean more often.
My Roomba came Sunday night and Monday I turned it loose on my house. OH MY GOD!!!!! That little baby has my house cleaner than it has been in years, probably since my grams was alive. It zips under my beds, couches, chairs, tables, dressers, etc. The amount of hair I have cleaned out of it is appalling but also makes me so very happy. Seeing my floors cleaner has already been inspiring me to get back to cleaning other things.
I’ve been far too lazy the last several months especially. I’ve mainly laid in bed and watched tv, napped, or zoned out. If I wasn’t working or visiting relatives, I was probably laying in bed. This leads to a dusty and hairy house.
My heart feels lighter and I’m already experiencing more joy. Granted, the Roomba isn’t the only change I’ve made. I’m mostly avoiding my bed unless it is bed time or close to it. I’m walking on the treadmill if I’ve not been very active throughout my day. Small changes, the little things, really add up.
Also- I love my Roomba.