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You’ve heard the adage, “You can eat off my floors.” Well, I’ve always said that, too. But my meaning was a bit different. When other folks said that, what they really meant was, “My floors are so clean, you can eat off them.” What I meant was, “There’s so much food and funk down there – help yourself.”
For Christmas, Keith gifted me with two cleaning assistants – Scooba for the tile kitchen floor, and Roomba for the laminate floors. Each performs more enthusiastically than do my four two-legged cleaning assistants. Now, we still have to manually wipe/pick up the whole brussel sprouts, empty juice boxes, discarded kleenex, etc. that litter the floor – basically, the “chunkies” require human attention. But the robots can be trusted to pick up the smaller stuff, once the pathways are cleared and the virtual walls are set.
Roomba vacuums our bedroom. I am (easily) entertained, watching him weave in and out among the dust bunnies. The cool part: When he’s done, he returns to his docking station and settles down to re-charge. Sort of like plopping into the recliner with a Diet Coke.
When I used to whine for my mom to buy a dishwasher, she would say, “God gave me two dishwashers. Their names are Judy and Becky. Get going.” Now I suppose my kids will whine about having to refill Scooba’s tank, or empty Roomba’s lint filter. But whatever. I’m in love.
And yes – Scooba and Roomba are men. They have to be. Why? Because they do not multi-task. They do one thing, and one thing only. And when they’re finished, they stop.
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