Back in late 2009, when TV commercials were all about Christmas, there were frequent commercials for that new-fangled reading dee-vice called the Kindle. And TheManTheMyth asked me if it was something I would want/need/use since I spend a small fortune on books every year.
And like an idiot, I replied along the lines of "It's nice but I don't really NEED one" and he looked at me like I had just said, "Pooloo see bagoomba!" (5 points for anyone who gets that).
As soon as Christmas had come and gone and I started hearing from friends how the Kindle is the greatest invention since pockets and they'd marry it if they could, I realized that perhaps I had been a little too hasty in declining one as my Christmas gift. And I've wanted one ever since but haven't had the disposable cash to get one.
Well guess what? I finally got one without shelling out any cash. I had sold back some books to Amazon, had a $25 Amazon gift card and then sold my 3 year old BlackBerry and some DVD's and lo and behold! I had enough for a Kindle. It arrived on Thursday and promptly loaded it with a dozen of the free books and am now happily plowing through "Count of Monte Cristo" which is quite the endeavour because it's pretty obvious that Alexandre Dumas was paid by the word when he wrote that book.
Anyway, I love my Kindle, it has brought extreme joy to my life.
But that's not the only thing that has brought joy to my life.
I may have mentioned a time or two how much I hate, despise and loathe my ridiculously overpriced vacuum cleaner. I've wanted a new vacuum, preferably a Dyson Ball Animal, that would actually suck up the pounds of Gracie Lou hair that covers the single rug in my house, which is in the living room.
Of course, the Dyson does cost more shekels than I have laying around but I figured that it is the ONLY vacuum that could do the job.
Or maybe not.
I happened to be at the 'Zhay today because I wanted a cover for my Kindle (they were out of them. Bastards). As I headed to the exit I had to pass by the vacuum display.
Well, let's just say that one of those vacuums followed me home and yes, I'm keeping it. I assembled it, plugged it in and put it to the ultimate test: the living room rug.
And Oh. My. God. That rug hasn't looked that clean in I don't know how long. It really IS a multi-colored Persian rug and NOT a dingy white-ish, green-ish furry rug.
Oh! I was so THRILLED that I ran and dragged Thing 2 out of her cave to demonstrate the wonders of this vacuum and show her the evidence. She was all, "Really? This excites you?" and headed back to the Cave, unimpressed.
It totally kicked the stupid Kirby's butt AND because it's bagless I don't have to deal with overpriced vacuum bags that fill up in 3 uses.
And no, I didn't get the Dyson. Instead of spending $500.00 on the Dyson, I spent a whopping $50.00 on a Dirt Devil Lightweight. That totally kicks ass. And is easy to operate and empty, unlike the Kirby.
I'm just so ding-danged happy I could just plotz.
Because it's the little things that bring such joy to my life.