Weird Lusts

I’m the only per­son I know of who lusts after house­clean­ing tools.

I mean, curiousmay9 has a seri­ous Thing for pow­er tools.

sam­bear loves any gam­ing stuff, and geek toys, and, well—lotsa things.

shad­owkatt can’t resist the pointy-shinies.

And I pine for a Dirt Devil/Swiffer vac­u­um.

My sweet sam­bear got me a Clorox Ready­Mop a year or two back. It is won­der­ful. If you have small chil­dren and don’t have one, GET ONE! The addi­tion of the stick vac­u­um would just make it perfect.

curiousmay9 has promised me a Room­ba, which will be mar­velous. Per­haps I’ll have a small chance of keep­ing the Kar­li-fur in check with a lit­tle vac­u­um­ing robot. If they come out with one that’ll do the uphol­stered fur­ni­ture, too, I am THERE!

Obvi­ous­ly, there are oth­er things I desire, as well. I have an irra­tional *need* for a laser mea­sur­ing thingy. No, I don’t have to mea­sure things all that often—I just like it. For­mer SO E had an ear­li­er ver­sion of it, and I real­ly enjoyed mea­sur­ing rooms that way much more than with a plain old met­al mea­sur­ing tape.

I have to avoid the appli­ance depart­ment at Home Depot now. It’s too embar­rass­ing when I start drool­ing over the May­tag Nep­tune wash­er and dry­ing cen­ter.  Odd, yes. But any­body who has been here on “del­i­cate laun­dry day” knows why I’d want such a thing. Just—don’t come here on those days if the sight of ladies’ “fine wash­ables” dry­ing would embar­rass you. We have so many of them that they get hung in the laun­dry room, pantry, kitchen, and entryway.

Right. Exhi­bi­tion­is­tic ten­den­cies, right here. Just real­ly weird ones.