When you say ‘romance,’ most people think roses and chocolates and going to the theater. Long, passionate kisses. You know the drill. The Huz, bless his heart, thinks of household appliances. In the days leading up to our adventure to Long Island on Sunday, all he could talk about was going to Sears and buying a new vacuum.
I thought, “Maybe he’s just trying to throw me off track. Maybe he’s planning a big, romantic Valentine’s Day!”
In spite of the car accident, we arrived at our friends’ house and a new hoover was all he could talk about. After regaling everyone with tales of mounds of dog hair and dust bundles bouncing across the edges of our walls, Brian agreed to take my man shopping.
Not thirty minutes later, I received a phone call. “Would you prefer the one specifically designed for pet hair? Or the regular one? It’s a $50 difference.”
“Oh, I don’t know. How much is the regular one?” (I think, 100, maybe 200…)
“It’s $500 for the regular one,” he says, nonchalant.
[Insert dry swallow in my throat and a fit of laughter]
“$500? Are you out of your mind??”
“Well, there’s another one here that’s $180, but it’s just so much bigger and…and…the guy says it’s not as good….and…”
“I insist you send a side-by-side comparison photo of the two vacuums. I’d like to know where the extra $300 in r&d goes.”
Ask, and you shall receive.
Maybe it was the bump on our heads. Maybe it was the fact that I probably spend twice as much money every month. Maybe it was just my way of recognizing The Huz’s own flavor of Valentine’s Day romance. Whatever the reason, we are now the proud owners of this little wonder.
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